Cannon County Family Record
Civil War Letter: G. W. Wharton to Daniel Wheedon
The following letter is a transcription of the
original one written from camp by George W. WHARTON to his uncle, Mr.
Daniel WEEDON of Culpepper, Cannon County, Tennessee, and was owned in
1938 by his niece, Mrs. E. L. MACON, Woodbury, Tennessee. It was
written with pencil and was quite legible at the time of the original
George W. WHARTON was the son of Wm. WHARTON of
Woodbury, Tennessee. He volunteered and joined the Confederate Army
in a Company of Infantry commanded by Capt. M. R. RUSHING. Later he
became a lieutenant in this same Company. He died at McKinney, Texas
Originally transcribed by Mrs. Gladys Stacey PITTARD, Woodbury, Tennessee,
November 29, 1938.
May 19, 1861
Sunday Evening 8 o'clock
Camp Cheatham Robertson Co.
I seat myself upon a pile of straw, blankets,
knapsacks etc. to write you the first lines since leaving home. We
arrived at this camp on the railroad leading to Clarksville Friday
evening--pitched our tents among two or three thousand volunteers and are
now spending a real soldiers life. We see nothing scarcely but
volunteers and hear nothing but the sounds of drums and fifes and the usual
noises of camp life.
Our camps are pitched about two or three hundred
yards from the main encampment where we are to form another regiment.
Our Company being the first one in the regiment which is Co. A. 4th.
I will now tell you something about our fare.
We are divided into messes of 8 men and our provisions are issued out to
us. We have bacon, meal or flour, a little rice, potatoes, sugar,
coffee & salt and then we can cook to suit ourselves.
You would have laughed to see me cooking supper
this evening with my sleeves rolled up to my elbows and then washing our
dishes after supper, such as tin pans, tin cups, etc. We have no
spoons, knives, nor forks, but use our fingers, pocket knives & sharp
As to privileges we have scarcely any. We are
bound up fast. We have a guard placed around our camp, which we cannot
leave unless we go to the spring after water. The boys think it hard,
but we cannot help it.
We cannot tell how long we will stay at this
camp. It may be weeks, or even months. Time alone will tell, but
as soon as our services are needed we will be off.
I could write you a longer letter, but no
convenient place to write. I am writing this on my knee with a dim
light and noise all around me and Mr. MCCABE is to start to Woodbury early
in the morning and will take this letter for me.
Please write to me and send it by MCCABE, who will
be coming back in a few days. Tell Cousin Joe to be sure to write me
and give my love to her & Sally and Aunt Maria and accept a share
yourself and also my friends at town (Woodbury). Bro. Sam has written
to town and therefore I shall not say anything in this to them. If you
can read this show it to mother or Jane or some of them and tell them I'll
promise to do better next time. So goodbye at present.
G. W. WHARTON