Happy New
Year!
Here’s a
letter written by Edward B. Holt, a 16-year-old from Nelson, N.H., on New Year’s
Day 150 years ago. Holt was a new recruit of the 3rd New Hampshire Volunteers. Most
likely he had received a handsome bounty to help nearby Keene fill its draft quota. By 1864 bonuses for volunteers had risen to several hundred dollars, a huge sum.
Holt wrote
from a large fenced-in replacement camp in Concord, the state capital. It was known colloquially as "The Pen." Many of the
men temporarily assigned there were foreigners who would soon go south
as substitutes in New Hampshire regiments. Towns paid brokers large sums for these men to meet their draft
quotas.
Many of the substitutes had been
picked up fresh off the boat in Boston or New York, and some spoke no English.
Although some fought bravely, their desertion rate was high. Holt’s
letter alludes to the strict security and rough conditions at the camp in Concord.
The sutlers
mentioned here were private merchants who generally worked out of wagons or set
up more permanent stores to sell goods to soldiers.
Camp at
Concord
Jan. 1st,
1864
Dear Mother,
Sister, & Brother,
Happy New
Year
It rains here
today and I suppose it does the same there, but it don’t make much difference
here. The whiskey is pretty plenty here today but how they get it in I don’t
know unless the guard let it pass on purpose. There is 13 barracks here besides
the cook houses, officer’s barracks, and sutlers, about twelve in number. The
fence around the ground is about ten feet high with guard around it all the
time.
There is a fellow here by the name of James
Rogers. He has got out of the guard house 3 or 4 times. He was around here
yesterday with his shackles that was on his legs broke. He set the guard house
on fire the other night and they had to let him out it smoked so. There is some
that get robbed every night in some of the Barracks though they haint troubled
me yet.
We thought
yesterday we should get a furlough. Horatio got a chance as clerk for the
Colonel and he got one and went off and said he would help us but we did not
hear anything from him. One of the selectmen and Smith from Keene was here.
They said they would vouch for us but the officers said they did not. If they
had we should got a furlough but I don’t expect one now for they say we have
got to go Monday. A squad for the 9th, 6th, 11th,
left today about 2 o’clock.
I should
think there is a sutler here where you can get anything you want. I got most of
my things in Keene. The night we came up (Monday) we had to sleep in the cars
all night. We started from Bellows Falls [Vt.] and went up a mile or two and
the engine slipped so we couldn’t go. There was a freight train coming down so
we run back to the Falls and staid there in the cars till 8 o’clock. We came on
and got to Lebanon at 10. We came on and got here at 4 Tuesday night. Some are
gambling all the time, but I am thankful I never learnt to and I have no
inclination to learn or to do anything of the kind.
I don’t think
of anymore to write that will interest you. We have good rations, meat every
noon. We have roll call four times a day. . . . I find things better than I
expected to. The officers are first rate men what I have seen of them. I have
wrote to the folks at Nelson Wednesday. I don’t think you had better write till
I get to the Regt or till you hear from me again.
Receive this
poor scribble from you son and brother.
E. B. Holt
Four and a
half months after writing this letter, Private Holt was severely wounded at the
battle of Drewry’s Bluff near Richmond. He served for a year after that battle
and was discharged on May 25, 1865, in Wilmington, N.C. He died in 1888.
[My thanks to Dave Morin for the transcription of this letter.]
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