The Ed Italo Collection
6th Vermont Infantry
Mather Family CorrespondenceCamp of the 6th Corps
Near Charles City Court House
VA. June 15, 1864
My Dear Dear Wife,
I wrote you a letter Sunday the 12 but was ordered to move that night so I could not send it. Our Reg. was on picket, we was relieved at dark and started on the march We marched that night and the next day till dark, where we halted for the night. We slept till 3 o'clock and started again for the James River. We came 6 miles to the Court House and went into camp till the army in the advance could cross. The 6th and 2nd Crops are here. We are out of rations. Suppose we will lay here till the supply trains come up and draw rations and then cross the river. I suppose it is near 40 miles from Cold Harbor to where we are camped. I stood the march as well as any man in the regiment. A good many fell out and we think some were taken prisoners by the reb cavelery. Austin fell out yesterday morning, has not come up yet, but he could not have been taken prisoner for we did not come but 6 miles and the 2nd corps and our trains was behind. We are in camp off from the main road a little. Perhaps he can't find us. I presume he will come up today.
Our Cavelery had a fight Monday with the reb Cavelry. They fight dismounted this summer. Altogether 3 out of each file dismount and the 4th one holds the horses, so they form a line of battle and fight the same as infantry. I see by a Philadelphia paper that Emmit is a prisiner at Richmond again and wounded. It was taken from a Richmond paper. I think he was taken near Cold Harbor, the first or 2nd of June. He arrived in Richmond the 5th of June I think. I pity him aufully, this is the third time he has been taken prisoner.
Nell, the night we started we was relieved from picket. The rebs seemed to know we was releaving and I think they knew our army was on the move. We had just got out of our works and was forming into collum to move out of the woods and they began to throw morter shells over to us. We could see the light of the fuse on the shell and all together they did not burst high enough up to do any hurt, unless hey fell into our ranks. Our lines were so near together that the rebs could see where they struck so when the shells burst they would yell and laugh at us that they was doing great business. All the shells they threw over did not hit a man. Our whole Brigade was in the woods getting ready to move out and a shell struck about 10 feet of me, right, under an officer's horse. But a miss is as good as a mile. So I am all right yet. I am well and tough as a bear. It is queer how I stand it so well. I can eat anything at all that I can get.
Porter got all tired out on the march but kept with the company. I got supper and filled him up all right. The Boys call us twins. We are together all the time, march side by side and fight the same. He is a good fellow. We share alike in everything so there is no trouble.