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Author: William G. Christie
Date: June 6, 1863
Location: Vicksburg, Mississippi
Addressee: Alexander S. Christie
Description: With the siege on Vicksburg continuing, William reiterates his strong anti-slavery views.



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Before Vicksburgh, June the 6th 1863.

Dear Brother. I have not any letter from you to answer, But nevertheless, I will een write to you just as the spirit moves, me; By the way what do you think of my Punctuation marks. seeing I cannot Propound such wise Problems as the sage Thomas, can I will just ask you to criticise my method, (which I fear consists of a total lack of method) of writing. But Be that as it may, Pens must be kept scribbling or there is no telling how many chaotic thoughts would be left just where they ought to Be in oblivion. So you think that there is not as much Prospects of the war closeing as there might Be. that is just my fix But still I do not feel in the least discouraged or dismayed, for it is allmost impossable that the thing should be finished so soon after we as a Nation have been nurseing the cause of this eruption so long. Tis Curious aint: it to see the People of these states doing just now, what John Brown done a few years ago Banding with the Negro to do away with his Bondage hundreds of thousands that helped to strangle the old man, for lighting the torch of Freedom for the oppressed thoughout the land are this day Praying God to give us the victory. they were so much afraid John Brown would get in fiftiseven. When down at the yazoo the other day, after hard tack for the Rebs: There were a great many curious thoughts Presented themselves to me. when I saw a son: or sons: of the Emereld Isle: and the damned Nagurs: sweltering together under a Broiling sun, and the weight of Amunition Boxes: of shot and shell, and laying all Prejudice aside, the Nagurs were the Best looking Part of the gang. so up north the People at large let the serpent grow grow and petted it. other looked on with indifference, and did not care. Untill the thing grew untill it thought it could swallow up the nation just for a snack before Breakfast like. The Devil as usual thought everything was ready for a Break, and spoke as of old through the serpant and Liberty doing a little Better than Eve, wouldn't take the apple and Commenced to scotch the Brute. thinking to Put him down a with a rap or two over the Candle appendage. But it was no go. so we are getting up towards the Head and it may be we will crush the life our of the Pesky varmint in a year or so, The law of compensation, and you might say of dispensation make things about even in the long run. The Negro worked and the master reapped, Building fine houses, and laying out Beautiful gardens, making graneries, ridding round in fine carreges; and in short enjoying themselves in every sensual way you can possably think of untill they waxed Proud, and fat and so they Brought on there own Punishment, and tis full I assure you. there are large numbers of there fine houses gone up in smoke, there fields are lieing Idle or are in the hands of the goverment. worked By and for the Negro. there fine carraiges are used for ambulances: and there People are slain. sons and Brother: Fathers and children are mangled on the same field of Death. and now since we have invested this city, even there women and children are slain, for let me tell you spherical case, and shell don't discriminate between combatants and those that are not. Let every one of you be thankful you are not in a Besieged city night and Day, night and day there is that loud roar from the morter Boats, on the River up goes sixty or a hundred Pounds of Iorn into the air. some seven hundred feet, making what a man of science would call a Parabolic curve, But I think if you could see it you would say Diabolic: Down, Down, it falls, and finnally bursts, and scatters Death to all, we hear some that don't Burst go creshing through a house, or with a chug, in the ground, the Batteries on the land side are never Idle, all at once some of them are shooting, night and day so you see that there is But little rest for the wicked. There are a number of new Forts being Built within one hundred and fifty yards of seceshes lines: there is some talk of us going intoo one of them. it would just suit us. there are large numbers of new Rifle Pits being dug allso, within a few Rods, of the enemmies' works, and it looks as though we were getting very close round them. There has been some men trying to get intoo Vicksburgh with caps for secesh. one of them that was taken had three thousand of them sewed into his clothes, there were ten taken in all I believe and one got away, The Pickets keep talking to each other at times. this incident is told as occurring last night. some of our Boys: and secesh got a talking, when there was a Proposition they should meet each other and have a talk. so they met, talked and our man gave him a late Paper he was one of the seventeenth Wis: however secesh went Back and as he got ontoo the top of his own works, he called out all right, and he fell shot By some of our Pickets, soon after another secesh told our Pickets that man they shot was severly wounded, that is all in a Peice with [the] seventeenth. Now while there is room I must ask if sarah got that letter with the money we sent to her. five Dollars from each of us, we want her to let us know some thing about it. We would like her to make a fixen for us to hold needles: thread and Pins and sent it along. Father has been very rash with his accusations on me all for asking a foolish question. But I suppose he has repented, before this time. if he has not, I Pitty him. and feel all right myself give my love to all enquireing Friends I saw Tom Reid a few days ago he said he had a letter from you and Sarah, he looked hardy, and dirty he stayed with seventeenth all night. Now let me tell you you do not write as often as you should. none of you. we should have a letter once a week at least. and now we don't get more than once a month. We are very much obliged to you for sending the stamps and so after telling you so much will have to quit for tis so infernal hot I can hardly sit up.

good By. write soon Believe me you loving Brother

William G. Christie




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