The Wartime Memories of Richard H. Fleming
Transcribed and edited by Jim Nicholls
These hand-written notes form a companion to his self-published “Six Close Calls in the First Battle of Manassas” both likely written nearly 50 years after events. The notes themselves are, unfortunately, incomplete and stop in the middle of a sentence indicating that the final pages have been lost. They appear to be up to four separate drafts that sometimes overlap in content. These drafts have been edited together with occasional punctuation and some spelling corrected. Richard Fleming (1837-1914)
joined Company I 7th Georgia Regiment in Cobb County where his family had moved but he was born in Gwinnett and returned here after the war. His experiences would have been similar to the men from Gwinnett who also served in both the 7th Georgia and the 9th Battalion Light Artillery and those in the 55th Georgia Regiment who were captured at Cumberland Gap. Original spelling has been retained.
On the thirtieth day of May 1861 I was mustered into the service of the Confederate States of America; under Lucious J Gartrell, Carnel [Colonel] and W. W. White Capt. of Co I of the Seventh Ga Regiment. Our company was from Marietta Ga. We were sent to
Richmond Va. then to Harpers Ferry Va. then back to Winchester Va. From there to Manassas Va. then went on Sunday the 21st of July 1861
into the first Battle of Manassas. I shot at the Yankees eighteen times that day and I had six close calls myself that day. But they did not
even mark my clothes with a bullet. How thankful I ought to be. Praise you the Lord our God. On Wensday I took the Measles, and relapsed. Had it not been for a glass of peach brandy I guess I would have died. I never heard a sound out of my right ear for nine weeks. I kept it well washed out every day and I hear well now. Afterward the doctors gave me a discharge from the army the 24th of September 1861. I came home and by April 1862 I was ready for service again I then joined A. Laydens Ninth Ga Batallion of Artillery. I was in Company A under Elias Holcombe Capt.
We were on provost guard in Atlanta in the summer of 1862. Then in the fall we went to Withville [Wytheville] Va. and drawed our artillery and horses and started on a force march to General Bragg in Kentucky under General [H]Umphrey Marshal. Threw Pound
Gap in the Cumberland Mountain. And with our new horses that had never been bridaled we went five miles the first day by two o’clock that
night. That was fun to those that enjoy such fun. After crossing the Cumberland it was all mountains for 75 or 100 miles. The most heathen country I was ever in. When we began to get into the Blue grass country, we were ordered back the same rout to Va. We marched five days without a bite of bread. The 22nd of October it snowed two feet deep. We marched 5 miles threw it that day.
General Braxton Bragg invaded Kentucky from Chattanooga through central Tennessee (“The Kentucky Campaign”). General Edmund Kirby Smith left Knoxville and joined him, passing west of Cumberland Gap. General Humphrey Marshall commanded a third column that left Abingdon, Virginia on September 4 and entered Kentucky through Pound Gap. Marshall advanced slowly and never reached the others before Bragg retreated out of Kentucky in mid-October. Marshall’s efforts had little effect and are seldom mentioned.
After we got back to Va. we went into winter quarters near Jeffersonville [now Tazewell] Va. near the Rich Mountain 44 miles west of the railroad by a public graded road or 15 miles by a pack horse trail, strait up and down across the mountains. The citizens about those rich mountains lived in brick houses and had lots of fine stock and lots of good things and raised nearly all of it at home. They had more honey and Chestnuts than we ever found any where else. Their chestnuts were not wormy and only 50 cts a bushel or go under the trees and rake them up was still cheaper. Chestnut coffee was the best coffee I have ever drank. After we had been there a while, I weighed 184 lbs. the most I ever weighed any where.
We were ordered to Saltville in Jan. 1863. It took 12 horses and 12 men with prolong ropes to pull a piece of artillery threw a good many of the worst mud holes. The axle tree would strike off the top of the mud. The snow was shoe mouth deep and the wind was fierce jest off of the rocky mountains. But some of the boys would break out and sing. Never mind the weather so the wind don’t blow! We were ust [used] to our good warm cabins. And it was a cold pill to swallow. The Yankee raid could have captured Saltville and us too easy if they had come on. We camped on North Holston River a few days. The watter was so clear we could see all the large fish in it. The trees on the mountain was very small and lots of squirrels. Capt. McEntire would form a cimmy circle on the upper side of the tree with 40 men and a rock in each hand and 2 or 3 men with clubs. He first shot at the squirrel with his pistol, then the men with 40 rocks and they did not knock him out, he would jump out. Then some one would kill him with a club. Of course every man hollowed [hollered]. When our time was
about out a squirrel run in the hollow limb. They stopped him up in there. Took the limb to camps. Pulled out the chunk: out went a squirrel, and nearly all the men after it. It run clear threw the camps, running threw the Majors tent, then right back again. Running threw the Majors tent again Some one hollowed “look out Major there it comes”. Him and Capt Brown took after it, and the 2 squirrels met and passed each other. But they got them both. After the hollowing and laughing was over, one of the boys took a stick and said I wonder if there is another one in here. Out it run. And when it was killed You aught to have heard the talk, laugh, and hollowing. Capt. McEntire borrowed a long sane [seine] Took his horse and drawed out a bushel and a half of fish at one haul. Some of the boys treated the good citizens of Rich Mountain bad before we left there. They stole all their bee gums. It was fun for them to tell how they managed to get them. The next spring we stopped to rest one day in Burks Garden, in the Alegany Mountains. It is a natural garden 4 miles wide and 12 miles long. Fenced in with tall mountains.
Prior to the development of modern beehives, especially in the southeast, sections of hollow trees were set out in the yard and used. Typically, the trees were Black Tupelo or Black Gum thus the name “bee gum”. Because there was no easy way to remove the honey, lighted sulfur was used instead of smoke. The sulfur tended to kill the bees rather than calm them and the removal of the comb usually finished destroying the colony.
During the Tullahoma Campaign, as General Braxton Bragg retreated out of middle Tennessee, General Simon Bolivar Buckner arrived at the end of June by rail from southwest Virginia with 4000 men to join him. By July 4, Bragg was in Chattanooga.
Layden's Artillery guarded the Pontoon Bridges at Chattanooga Tenn. until General Bragg fell back to Chattanooga. After all were over, all our Artillery was loaded on one train about twelve miles below Chattanooga. After we started there was a hard rain and a spout of watter nearly as large as a mans boddy fell fifty feet off of the Look Out Mountain falling in the center of the road. As the engine passed, enough water fell down the smoke stack to put out the last spark of fire. We had to staye there until they cleaned out the fire box, and build a new fire, and get up steam again. I saw the spout of water and crawled under a caison and keped dry and I was the only dry man on the train. After we left Chattanooga for Louden Bridge across the Tennessee River below Knoxville Tenn. The grades were verry steep and the train was heavy loaded. The Engineer would run his train as fast as he could down one hill in order to get to the top of the next hill but would generally stall before reaching the top and would have to run back and try it again. The fields were full of blackberries. And we had no dinner that day and we would get off and eat blackberries until the train would come up again and we would get on and ride over to a new patch. I eat more blackberries that day than any other day of my life. That rail road was thirty-eight miles long and it took us all day to run over it.
In October [sic] 1863 Co A was sent to Cumberland Gap, at the corner of Kentucky, Virginia, and Tennessee. The Cumberland Mountains north east of the Gap is very tall. There is lots of fine lime stone springs on the east side of the mountain. Water is brought from them in an iron pipe to the Gap, for man and beast to drink. There was a flouring mill about half way down the mountain run by the water from those springs. There is a range of mountains east of the Cumberland called Poor Valley.
We camped in Poor Valley, between Cumberland Mountain and Poor Valley Ridge. We had fine cold limestone watter close by. By going south west a quarter of a mile we got strong sulphor water. And by going another quarter, we will come to the blowing spring.
There is a high water fall some where back in the mountain that gives the wind the same speed the watter has. And the watter being
some distance below the rocks the wind comes out with great force like a storm. The watter is pure cold limestone water. The water west of
the Cumberland Mountain is freestone water. Flint and granate rocks there. Limestone rocks on the east side of the Cumberland Mt. Large
caves where the limestone rocks are. Some of us boys went into some of them one day. We certainly enjoyed the beautiful wonderful sights
untill we found that we were lost. Some of those rooms would have 4 or 5 doors to them. We left a guard to guard each door while we sent a man to hunt a way out. After a while he hollowed out “I see the light”. That was the best news I had heard in a long time. When we got out we resolved not to go back in them any more. I was in the gap one day looking at the marble corner post between the States. And it came to my mind how I could get in three States at once. I set down a straddle of the post. I set in Kentucky put my left foot in Va. And my right foot in Tenn. I was then in three states at once.
I was on guard on top of the mountain and one of the guard said “Look how the wind is blowing in Poor Valley”. Some of the tents blowed down. A man running after his hat, if it had not lodged against something he would not have got it, for it was going faster than he was. By looking [to the east] over the top of Poor Valley ridge we could see the clothes hanging strait down on the clothes line at a house on the road to Knoxville. Also looking back [north west] in Kentucky to a house, the clothes on the line showed no sighn of wind all day. But the wind blowed hard all day threw Poor Valley. It was calm where we was. Our flag on the top of Cumberland Mountain hanging strait down the staff showed no sighn of wind all day when the wind was blowing down our tents in Poor Valley. A lady that lived in Poor Valley said it was nothing uncommon for it to do that way when the wind was from the east. But she did not know what made it do that. One night I was on guard at the same place on the top of Cumberland Mountain. and we saw something white in the road by a house in Ky. on the west side of Cumberland Mountain. We first thought it was a gander. Then a cow, then a wagon. Then a fog. Then it looked like a pond of water. And it growed until it filled the whole valley there was no fog any where else west of the Mountain up to the Gap, and then began to pour threw the Gap like a great river, but would all disapear before it got to the bottom of the mountain. When it got up on a level with us it looked as level as a lake on top. when it was around us it was thick fog. When it got above us one of the boys said that fog has turned to a cloud. It was pretty. I learned something about how to judge the weather there. But lots more in Camp Douglas when the boys flew their
kites a thousand feet high threw the different currents of air.
We were captured by General Burnsides the 9th day of September 1863. Then marched us to Lexington Ky. threw some of the prettiest Country I ever saw anywhere. The land is almost level. It looks like good bottom land the soil is from two feet to twelve feet deep all over seven or eight counties. This is called the Table lands on account of its elevation You have to go up the mountains on every side to get to the Table lands when you get to the top then it strikes off level. Blue grass is the staple crop of that country. It is a natural growth. If you find a rock there you may know it has been dug up and put there. The ground is all verry rich soil untill you come to the rock. Then all rock from there down. The first rock is about one and one half inch thick. The next two or three inches thick. Every layer thicker and harder. It is that way all over that country. The farmers a long time ago; in a long dry spell would have to drive their cattle to the rivers to watter them. Sometimes fifteen and twenty miles. But they all have watering ponds to fill up with rain and snow to do untill winter again then they clean them out, and have clear watter to cut their ice off of to do them the next year. They don’t cut their ice untill it is six, eight or ten inches thick. Natural ice is much better than chemical ice. They take the rock they quarry out of those pits,
or ponds; to build houses, and fences with They use no mortar in building rock walls. The prettiest walls to their houses. nothing
uncommon to see rocks from eight to twelve feet long in the walls of their houses. Twelve inches square. Every rock fence in that country
are all built by one gauge. That is. Four feet wide at the bottom, one foot wide on top, five feet high. With a layer of loose flat rocks layed on top of the fence, with an angle of forty five degrees. Each rock lying with one edge on another. And another on it. A mule has never
been known to cross one of those fences. They all build a cistern by the same rule. That is build it in the shape of an egg: with the small
end turned down. They cement the wall of course. That makes it easy cleaned out. They all cover their houses with pine shingles. Because
pine is healthy, and no particular bad taste to it. They clean out their cisterns in early winter. And by the first of June they are full.
By this time you may be wondering how I know so much about Kentucky. When I got home after the civil war. I did not see how the folks in Shermans Lane was to live untill they got a crop made. I knew they had plenty of money and every thing else in Ky. So I went to Ky. and worked on clocks the summer of 1865. That put me in every boddys house to learn all about the country. But as long as I was there, and as many kitchen clocks as I worked on, I never saw a cook stove in that country. They all used wall stoves. The stove was in the wall of the house. And when the doors were shut I did not notice the stove being there. I eat victuals cooked in one that had been in steady use for nearly one hundred years. They said they did not know why it would not last another hundred years. Their ice houses were generally
eightteen or twenty feet deep. And large enough to hold a years supply. Sometimes the man would say, I don’t know when I put up this
ice. Whether last winter or last winter was a year ago. You aught to see them breaking up or plowing their ground with twenty or thirty
mules hiched to one plow. No use of terrising or ditching. The water never runs on that ground. But it rises to the surface to make your
crops. And bring the niter of the earth with it. Niter is used in making powder. And is the most valuable manner for the growth of
vegetation of any thing. If the land is plowed deep enough to recieve all the rains that ever falls upon it, the surface of the ground becomes richer, and richer every year, until the crops are abundant. And by turning in crops of clover, or rye, that gives vegetable mater to the soil. I saw in middle Ky. old red hills, that had been washed away until there was plenty of gulleys ten feet deep. That land had been taken in by good farmers that plowed deep. And stopped the gulleys. Enriched the soil And made it worth two hundred dollas per acre. Of course it is worth much more now. A few acres of it is a fortian [fortune].
After the Yankees got Knoxville they then came and surrounded the Gap. We had plenty of beef cattle but nothing for them to eat. We had plenty of wheat in the mill but the Yankees slipped in one night and burnt the mill and that left us nothing to eat. General Burnsides captured twenty eight hundred of us without firing a gun. We drew hard tack the next day for bread to eat for the first time in the war. General Burnsides sent us to Camp Douglas at Chicago Illinois. We were marched to Livingston Ky. Then took the train. The table lands of old Kentucky is the finest country I was ever in. But it is too cold in the winter, and they have no fruit only as they buy it. I found no wells or springs of water in all that country. They all use cistern water. The healthiest water in the world. There is no minerals in it. I hardly found any sick folks there. Malary, Chills and Fever, Billious Fever, and Typhoid Fever is not known there. If we all used cistern water, they would not be known here either.
When they marched us to Lexington Ky. They put us in an old two story brick building that was empty, vacated months before because it was considered dangerous. A man came round back of the building and told us of it. He said we had better be quiet or the old house would fall down with us. He also said the ladies wanted to bring us lots of good things to eat but the guard would not let them. We were carried in freight cars to Camp Douglas.
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They put us in some boxcars and sent us to Camp Douglas in Chicago Illinois. I stayed there twenty months. I waited for exchange the first month. But I believed that exchange had played out. I then concluded I was there for the rest of the war be that long or short. I then began to hunt for a job of work that I could make something at. I saw others that could go to the sutler store and buy things I would be glad to have. I went down about the sutler store. I saw lots of men buying, and selling Confederate money. But I could not see at the start how they were making any thing. They were buying at five cents on the dollar. After while I caught on how they were trading. John Morgan’s men were all in Camp Douglas except the commissioned officers. They were in Camp Chase in Ohio. They could have money sent to them from their holms. But the officers would not let them have the greenback. They might bribe a guard with it. They gave them their money in sutlers checks. The sutlers checks was only a small piece of past[e] board saying on one side. Good for five cts. or two dollars. Or what ever the amount is in sutlers goods The other side blank. No name to it. John Morgans men mostly lived in Ky. And had plenty of property at home. They were buying all the green back they could. They gave thirty cts. in checks for twenty five in green back. In case they got a chance to escape from prison; the checks would be worthless to them. There was several men buying Confederate money. They gave five cents for a dollar.
After I went into Camp Douglas the yankees searched me .Got my watch and everything I had. When I saw how I could make money if I had some money for a start. I went to Billy Brown, one of my neighbors and borrowed five dollars in Confederate money. I promised to pay him when we got to Dixie if no sooner. I sold it for twenty five cts. in checks. I soon found I had made the wrong trade. I then went and bought an other bill. I sold it for twenty five cents in green back. I sold it for thirty cts. in checks. I bought another bill for twenty five cts. in checks. I now had a five cents check of my own. I made it by fare square dealing. It was the first cent I had had in a month. You don’t know how proud I was of it. I went threw the same peramble three times that day. Made fifteen cts of my own money. I spent ten cts. for a cran bury pie I thought it was the best pie I ever ate in my life. That night I lay awake thinking about my new business as hard as I have business of more importance since. Some of the boys predicted that I would soon be broke like some of the boys that got a start. I had thirty cents that night. Twenty five was Billy Browns. I decided to make the thirty cents my capital to operate with I must not spend that. If I make money over that I feel at liberty to spend it, or a part of it. But must never spend my capital. I told all this to my bunk mate. And I told him of a trade or two, I could have made if I had had money enough. He loaned me two dollars. I borrowed it Monday morning paid him two dollars and ten cents every Saturday night. I paid Billy Brown back with a big interest. Afterwhile I paid my bunk mate two dollars and ten cents. And I showed him that I had more than six dollars left. There was no use of borrowing money when I had all I could use of my own. He was glad of my success, but sorry. He could not get that ten cents every week. He was afraid to loan it to any one else. I
will come back to this subjet again after a while.
When we first got to Camp Douglas. The houses were very long. Cut into many rooms by partitions and built down near the ground. When the ground got frozen about a foot thick, then some of the boys began to tunnel out hiding the dirt under the floors. This caused the Yankees to change the program They run off the r[a?]bbet square into streets both ways making four houses wide and about thirteen
long making each one to hold one hundred men. And setting them up on post four feet high. I then stayed in barrax fourteen.
The first winter was verry unregular weather. The weather would be warm. And then extremely cold. The Thirmometer went down twenty nine below zero the first day of 1864. And caught us without wood or coal. We had been drawing coal every third day. New years day was our day to draw coal again. We did not have a bit that morning. The cart drivers swore that the rebs might freese before they would haul coal to them in any such weather. Ordily [orderly] Compton of our company took a squad of men and went to the yankee officers
for clothes, blankets, and coal. They all came back loaded down with all those good things we needed so bad. He sent word to all the other
ordilies to go and get. We carried our coal untill the weather got warm enough for the carts to bring it to us. We were surprised to see three suns rise at once. All of them were the same size. And of the same brightness. The middle one was the sun. The other ones were sun dogs. They only appear in extreme cold weather. They appear all the time near the North pole to help to warm up that frozen region.
Sun Dogs or parhelions appear as two “mock suns” on either side of the actual sun in a 22° arc. They are caused by ice crystals refracting the light of the sun and typically occur in cold weather when the sun is near the horizon.
Another thing that surprised the boys was the snow flyes. They called them house flyes, One of the boys that knew what they were said they are not house flyes. You will never see one of them in the house, nor on the ground where there is no snow. They are more active than house flyes, and they are a little larger, and their wings and legs are a little longer, and their wings set out more from their boddy. They eat nothing but snow. When it gets warm enough for the snow to begin to melt, they all leave.
Chionea (commonly called snow flies) is a genus of wingless crane flies. Adults live up to two months in the winter and walk on snow.
It surprised the boys to see it snow hard all day without seeing a cloud. You could hardly see the sun. The boys would say “This snow is coming from the Rocky Mountains”. The Yankees would say it drifts from the Rockeys. Sometimes the wind would not blow so hard. And then the snow would drift up in piles as high as a mans head. And if the wind would change a little, it would pick up that pile and leave it somewhere else. We had some big snow, and very cold spells the first winter I was there. The second winter was an even
tempature. We had forty days at one time jest alike It snowed about shoe mouth deep to start with. And then turned cold. It would snow a
little every night. Then clear off. We never saw the sun set in the forty days but could see it rise every morning. About two or three P.M. it would begin to cloud up. About nine or ten it would go to snowing. The snow continued about the same depth forty forty days. The thermomter would be from eight to twelve below every morning At the start, they would stay in pretty close. But they would be out like
they did not mind it, before it was over. In one of them cold spells there was a large lot of Johneys brought in from Nashville Tenn. The
guard made them stand in a round huddle. Then they went around with a bayonett and jabbed their back. And then made a mark on the ground at their toes and told them they would shoot the first man that crossed it. Some of the men inside was about to smother, and pushed one over the line. The guard shot him. The same bullet passing threw three men. They kept them out there three hours until quite a number of them frost bit. One of them had jest come from Florida as a recruit. He could not stand the cold at Nashville. And could not march. He never saw snow untill he got to Nashville. He liked to have frose to death.
The first winter I was there they allowed us to sit up untill eight or nine oclock before the beaugle would blow for us to go to bed. One night they did not hear it in the room joining mine and did not blow out the lights. And they hit one of our men in the right arm, making a wound that could have been cured. But they cut it off. By doing so they cut him out of the war. Some of John Morgans men learned him to write back handed with his left hand. The last I heard of him he had a good job of book keeping in Ky. He wrote a beautiful hand. The Yankees got to blowing the beaugle jest before sun up for us to get up, and about sun down for us to go to bed. The Yankees guard would often come and raise the cover to see did we have our pants on, if so we were severily punished. The nights are longer there than they are here. forcing us to lye on the hard planks about seven teen hours out of twenty four. I had the brightest mind then I ever had in my life. The Yankees quarrelled at us then for having so much more sense than them. They had heard of Yankee tricks. But the rebs had many more
tricks than them. They were as fraid of the rebs as tigers when we all were duly sober. But when some of the rebs got drunk and began to
scream like panthers they would doubled the guard. I have saw it doubled many times for that cause.
The Yankees were as afraid of us, as if we were tigers when we were duly sober. And if some of us got drunk, and began to scream like panthers they would double the guard. I have saw it doubled many times for that cause. They made us fall into line on the street one day untill they tore up the floare in places, went into every nap sack hunting bottles. Hauled off every canteen, every bottle, and every thing that would hold whisky. And then the officer in command said I reckon I will have a sober croud now. But the
next day there was more drunk men than common. We had a plank fence doubled twelve feet high around us. Nothing got inside except threw one gate. It was well guarded. The officer of the guard being present all the time. Everything and every boddy was searched for contra bands Whisky was the most contra band thing that could come in. And there was so much going threw the officer appointed the strongest prohibition officer for an another officer of the guard to stop the whiskey from coming in. But the rebs still got the whiskey.
I will now add something else to the history of Camp Douglas. When they were trying to pass the Prohibition bill so hard, I met up with a crowd talking on that subject I lisend a while. Then I said if bullets, and bayonetts, and the strongest military law that could be enforced with a plank fence around us could not stop the rebs from getting drunk in Camp Douglas what is the use of passing a cival law here to stop it. It can come in on all the roads. One man said. And where there is no road. One said what prohibition would do. I said I tell what it will do. It will stop all these bar rooms from paying twelve hundred dollars a year for licens. That is a big thing all over the State. And it will cause thousand and thousands of dollars to be sent out of the state for whiskey, and that will be a big thing. During the two years of prohibition I was pedling here. I saw how fast they moved out by the houses for rent. I predicted then for it to
bankrupt the state in a few years. Money is hard and scarse. Bank rupsy is getting in sight. I have a little property for a cash sale. I have not had an offer at no price at all. I see so many houses for rent I think of the two years of prohibition. If it is left to a vote of the people we will have whiskey at home without buying it from other states. And it will be better and cheaper. My father in law made peach brandy and bought land with it. He was a sober good man. His four boys were sober men. My wife had three children before she ever saw a drunk
man. In this so called enlightened day not many children will be able to remember when they saw the first drunk man.
Back to Camp Douglas again. I was first a pedler. But when my pains began to hurt so bad and saw so many on cruches I quit short off when I was making fifty cents a day. And went to work on rings, making nothing the first few days. But I learned and improved untill I made pretty good rings. The Yankees had a Kitchen sargant. The rebs called him Old Red. Every body was afraid of him. I gave him a ring worth three dollars for leave to work at the kitchen window. Before I left Camp Douglas I made some rings worth seven dollars. If I had them now I could sell them for one hundred dollars a piece. I made the one I gave to my wife for her engagement ring. I got the name of being as good a ring maker as there was in Camp Douglas and an honest man. I got sick and would have had to go to the horsepittal, and maybe would have died there. But John Morgans men had confidence in me would come and give their order for a ring, and pay me in advance for the ring. When I was well I owed them more than twenty dollars. I made their rings and got out of debt.
Honesty is the best policy. Some boys I had hired got up this subject one day. They finally concluded that men that gets so rich is obliged to cheat, steal, or defraud in order to get so rich. I quit my work, took a seat with them saying now let me talk a while. When Abraham was called to leave the land of his nativaty. Lot his nephew went with him. When they got there they were poor folks. But God blessed them, until their herds men strove together. God made them very rich because they were honest, good men. God blessed David and Solomon his son for their honesty, and uprightness of heart. And gave them all that an honest heart could wish. And a good name that will never rot. Job was one of the best men I ever heard of. And God told the devil there is none like him. But God suffered the Devil to take all his property and all his children too, in one day. Then he was very poor. But he did not sin and after that God made him one of the richest men of all the east. Folks cannot get a good job and hold it without being good themselves.
In Camp Douglas we had a barrel to put the bones in at every kitchen. The Guards would not allow us to take a bone out for nothing. The first winter we had more rations than we could eat. But they began to cut down our rations from time to time untill we stayed hungry all the time. Then some of the boys would steal out the bones and bake them around the stove […] lots of oil out of them that was very good to a perishing man. Our rations ran short several times out in the army and I thought I was verry hungry but when our rations were cut down again and express goods were cut off; and they stopped the sutler from selling us anything to eat. We all got hungry. So hungry I could not sleep without dreaming of something to eat. We only eat twice a day. When we would get done eating the boys would curse the keanest, bitterest cursing you ever heard. When we were nearly done eating some of the boys would say “return thanks”, and the cursing would begin. I saw some of the boys going about, looking and hun[ting] for something to eat where they knew there was nothing. One of the guards when he would catch a man stealing bones he would tell him if you are going to be a dog I will learn you how. He would make him get down on hands and feet and trot around after him like a dog, and when he would whistle to him he would make him try to shake his tail, and rair up on
him like he loved him. He would get mad with him, and kick him in the side with his heavy boot and he would die before the ambulance would get there. He killed three by kicking them. Two killed three a piece by shooting them. A man was killed not far from me. They had issued a new order to the guard but not to us. We had been making our fires to get breakfast just before sun up. This man was an innocent good man. And he had no more idea of being shot at that time, than I have now. The Yankees had a verry severe way of punishing the rebs. They called it Morgans Mule. It was a scantling two by six on legs twelve feet high. Some times they made them ride too long and then they fainted, and fell off breaking a bone or two nearly every fall. A dog house near by was said to be the worst. Another was what they called reaching for corn. That was to stand stiff kneed and stoop over and touch the ground with your fingers. You may not think it hard, but if you try it a half hour, and then get kicked over on your face then you will know it is hard.
The smallpox broke out amongst us. The rebs died at the rate of twenty five a day for a while with it. A man that slept rite under me had a light case of it when the smallpox horse pittal was full. No room for light cases. I never had it. I use to make rings until I was tired of setting up. Then I would lie down on my bunk and read the
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Genealogy Notes

William Fleming (RS) (1761 Baltimore – 1849 Ala) married Mary Sadler (1766-1849). They moved to Franklin County Georgia by 1800 where their son Elijah Harvey Fleming (1802-1848) was born. Elijah married Mary Saye (1802-1879) in 1823 in Franklin County. Both father and son were in Hall County in 1830 before William moved on to Alabama. Elijah and Mary moved to Gwinnett by 1840 and were
in Cobb by 1848 when Elijah died in Smyrna. Both Elijah and Mary are buried in the Smyrna City Cemetery. Mary’s parents were Richard
Saye Jr. (1777-1860) and Margaret Gardner (1783-1858). Richard Jr.’s father was from Pennsylvania and died at the Battle of Savannah in 1780. Richard Jr. and Margaret were also in Franklin County by 1800. They moved to Gwinnett before 1830 where they remained. Elijah and Mary’s son Richard Harvey Fleming (1837-1914) was born here before moving to Cobb County. He joined the 7th Georgia Regiment in Marietta. After the war he returned to Gwinnett and married Susan Caroline McDaniel (1842-1910) and was working as a millwright in 1870. They lived in
the Berkshire/Sweetwater area prior to 1910 when they moved to Atlanta where both died. They were longtime members of Camp Creek
Primitive Baptist Church in Lilburn and are buried there.
By coincidence, Susan C. McDaniel was the daughter of Eli McDaniel (1815-1889 bur. Sweetwater) whose sister (also Susan) was the mother of Eli Pinson Landers (1842-1863) who wrote the Yellow River Post Office Letters published as
"Weep Not for Me, Dear Mother" and
"In Care of Yellow River".
Photo of Richard H. and Susan C. (McDaniel) Fleming in 1891