Aboard Steamer Emerald
Near Fort Pillow, Tenn.
July 22, 1863.
Dear Sister:
No doubt you will think it very strange to receive a letter from me with the above dating. But sudden are the changes of soldier life, and here indeed I am. Yesterday three men were detailed from our company to go we knew not whither; but to be prepared with five day's rations. I was one of that number and to-day finds me on board a steamboat, ploughing her way up the Mississippi. I am one of a detail of about 100 men who are in charge of some 800 prisoners. We know not where we shall go with them, but probably to Alton, Illinois. The boat is very much crowded, almost every available foot being occupied. /
We have not the least trouble in guarding the prisoners, as most of them could not be forced to escape. The majority are men who refused to be paroled at Vicksburg, and who wish to take the oath of allegiance. We mingle amongst them freely, and I have had some very interesting conversations with some of them. I had intended to write you somewhat concerning them in this letter, but I find that the jar of the boat renders writing very unpleasant, and I will stop.
I received your last letter after a long delay in Uncle Sam's mail bags. I was glad however, when it did come, for I had a strong desire to hear the particulars of the wedding.
I will mail this the first opportunity that I have.
Write to me, and direct still to Memphis.
Your Brother
George.