Lt. Thomas L. Bartholomew |
Musician Jennie Langbein |
Pvt. Thomas E. Atkinson |
Pvt. John A. Cairns |
Pvt. Robert M. Buckmaster |
Pvt. William H. Van Cortelyou |
Private Edward K. Wightman |
New York, May 8th [1861]
Dear Brother Yours of the 30th came to hand Saturday afternoon my time now is very much taken up being in the pay of the State they require all the time a man can find, Our day taken all through is more than ten hours long, to being drum beats at 5 o’clock in the morning, we then have 1 hour to make our toilet which consists in washing our hand, head, face and neck, and we are fixed for the day. At 6 o’clock we drill one hour then the drums beat for breakfast which we march into with such appetite as we may. The bread and meat are good, I cannot say the same for the coffee, still it is much better than we shall get after we leave N.Y. After breakfast we do nothing until 9 o’clock when we go out on the Battery for drill when we work until 12 o’clock, then we go to dinner at 3 we have another drill of about 2 hours, when we rest until supper, after which we again drill one hour, and at 9 o’clock the drums beat tattoo when we retire to bed. At 9 ½ the taps beats when lights must be put out and silence reign till drums beat in the morning. This is very monotonous to me and I wish we were off so that I may get back the sooner. Anything you can sell whether berries or what out of my place do so and do not trouble yourself to keep any account of it. In regard to the Pear Trees if you would be kind enough to go through and shorten them at least one third you would confer a favor on me and benefit the trees very much, the standards also that I seeded last fall ought to be cut down of course not having started there is no certainty when I shall return home, but of one thing you can rely that as soon as I can do so with honor to myself I will be safe home, having nothing more to write I close with love to all. Yours’ Robt. Direct all letters to Mr. Paton. May 11th [1861] I have carried this letter in my pocket for the last 2 days in hopes I would be able to let you know when, and where, we would be sent, but I do not see as we are any nearer going South than we were a week ago. We leave the City to go up the East River to Rikers Island today I expect. I am quite well feel as well now as I ever have done, give my love to mother and all friends and write soon. Yours, Robt.