1 Bucks County Intelligencer, From the Ringgold (104th) Regiment,  November 26, 1861  Page 3  Col. 4

 

LETTERS FROM OUR VOLUNTEERS.

From the Ringgold Regiment.

Correspondence of the Bucks County Intelligencer.

CARVER’S BARRACKS,

Saturday Evening, March 15, 1862.

Messrs. Editors :—I hope we will not hear the “ long

roll” beat to-night, for to be turned out in such a storm

as we are being now blessed with would be anything but

pleasant.  It commenced raining about noon, or a little

before, and has fully made up in the afternoon for time

lost in the morning.  I never saw it rain harder than it

did most of the afternoon, and the way it rattles on the

roof whilst I write, one would think it was going to make

a night of it.  Whilst it was at its best this afternoon, the

N. Y. 102d, which had been encamped in the large field

just back of us, marched down Fourteenth street, with

knapsacks packed and everything ready for a tramp.—

Did you ever see a lot of ducks marching in single file to-

wards an open wagon house to shelter themselves from the

storm ?  If you did, you have some idea of the forlorn

appearance of this regiment, as it marched along.  I felt

indeed thankful that our lot was cast in barracks, for to-

day at least.  How long we will be able to be thankful

for such a favor is uncertain.

We have at length received “marching orders,” and

some of our friends at home who have been so much trou-

bled at our passing the winter in such “comfortable quar-

ers,” as they term them, will now be gratified at the

104th having a chance of roughing it and seeing active

service.  They were received yesterday about noon, and

at three o’clock the whole Brigade was paraded, fully

armed and equipped, for inspection.  Every man appeared

as he will when the long roll beats and we take up our

line of march.  For some days back the number of the

Regiment, as it came out for drill or dress parade, was re-

markably slim.  The sick would have made quite a nu-

merous, if not very efficient corps; but yesterday our

ranks were full.  Scarcely a man could be found who did

not, at least, think himself capable of an active cam-

paign.  Those who are not fit for duty are to be left here

in the hospital, and very few there were who wanted to

go into this party.  I heard one good fellow , who had

just recovered from an attack of the measles, swear that

he would go, with the regiment if he died on t he march.

As you may suppose, when the news was received by

us, there were some cheers; and as it was not known at

what moment we might be ordered away, a busier place

than our barracks you will scarcely see.  Many of us

? to be as comfortable as possible, had provided

ourselves with a number of things useful in barracks but

not to be thought of on a march.  What to leave, and

what to take, became an important question.  When the

Regiment came out for inspection, some of the Knapsacks

looked more like loads intended for camels than for good

christian soldiers.  Men are mistaken in what they need,

and every man who carries a knapsack on a week’s march

will find that he wants in it nothing but what is abso-

lutely necessary.  I was tired enough of mine the short

time we had to wait for inspection, and from the number

I saw leaning backs against each other, against the ends

of the barracks, I was fully satisfied that I was not alone.

By the time you get two blankets, two shirts, a pair of

knicknacks in your knapsack, if you have not with your

stockings, a blouse, your over-coat, gun-blanket, and a few

musket, two days’ rations in your haversack, and twenty

or perhaps forty rounds of ball cartridge in you cartridge

gox, a sufficient load for a twenty mile tramp, I am

much mistaken.

“ But when will you be off ?” and “ where are you go-

ing ?”  I hear some one ask, who has an acquaintance, or

perhaps a relative, in the regiment.  Well, my good fel-

low, it would give me the greatest pleasure in the world

to you, but unfortunately I am just in the opposite

position to ; ‘ the Lieutenant ‘ who writes for the Intelli-

gencer.  He has information that he dare not communi-

cate.  I dare communicate, but unfortunately have not

the information!  But I will give you what seems to be

the general impression.  We will in all probability get

away on Monday, and go down the Potomac.  There are

a number of transports lying here, and that we shall have

the pleasure of going on board of some of them I have

no doubt.  Where to, I have not the most remote idea.  It

is none of my business, and not worth my while to -

quire.  To-morrow, six days’ rations are to be served out

three of them to be cooked.  Does this help the matter

any ?  You, now know all that is known here outside of

the officers, and I guess about as much as most of them. 

By the by, if we go down the river, I would just as lief

the rebel battery at Acquia Creek was out of the way. 

The idea of being shot at without any power to return

the compliment, is not so pleasant.

We have no news outside of the expected movement.  

Death has been with us again this week.  A private in

Company A, named Slack, died at the hospital.  His

body, I understand, was embalmed and sent home.  An-

other, named Lee, of Company K; I understand, died at

home, where he had been on a sick furlough.  The grim

messenger has now marked a victim in every company of

the regiment, except Company H.  The general health,

however, is good, and I venture the assertion that no regi-

ment will move leaving fewer behind sick.  I wish all

could go with us.  Good bye ! and if nothing unforeseen

occurs you shall hear again from              A PRIVATE.


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