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Letter from Charles L. Powell (Charlottesville, Va) to Charles L. Powell, Sr. (Richmond)1 July 1862
Powell Papers – 65 P876, Box III, Folder 1
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Charlottesville July 1st 1862
My Dear Father
I have just recd your two letters
of the 15th & 16th of June enclosing letter
from Mr Martin which I was very
glad to get indeed. I wrote to Mr
Martin this morning that if he had
not sent money to Mr Gordons to
send check here to me.
I am now in the Q M office of
Capt Wm H. Irwin, who says
he is a first cousin of My Mother.
I have not been at Mr Gordons
for more than two weeks but
was in Gordonsville with Uncle
John. I begin with Capt Irwin
to day. I recd a letter from Ma
Yesterday before leaving Gordonsville
Aunt Fannie sent your letters to
me and thinking that the money
you enclosed could not safely go any
father kept it which I am very
glad of as I owed Mr Gordon
Twenty Dollars the balance of which
I will send him shortly
I will write again soon
and to Ma today or tomorrow
Your Very aff Son
C L Powell Jr
If you find any one coming up to
Charlottesville please send to me my
trunk if you can
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[On back of the above letter . . . written in pencil . . . a note from Rebecca Powell]
Saturday night
I got Pa's letter this evening ______ Mothers
& ___ ____ deeply grieved to hear of from
Aunt Mary's heavy affliction. I had hoped
George was not in the fight. I feel very
thankful dear Charlie has been provided
for & hope he will find his situation with
Cousin Wm Irwin a good one. When you write
to him give a great deal of love to him for me &
tell him I will write before long. I am sorry to
hear Pa's account of himself for I am afraid & he
will find the hot weather in R very exhausting
There is no definite news in today's paper. They say
there has been no sanguinary conflict since Tuesday
last : The wall of the enemy's army was said to
be at Westover on Thursday & a large number of
Federal transports (about 100) were in James River near them.
It was Friday eve that our pickets had captured 2 couriers
with dispatches for McLellan directing him to hold
out for two days longer & by that time he would
have ample reinforcements. This information it was
supposed would lead to speedy operations on our front
but this is all uncertain. Our cavalry have driven
the Yankees out of Moorefield (Hardy Co) & taken a considerable
amount of Commissary stores. The enemy are bombarding
Vicksburg heavily but with little effect. I believe
this is all the news. I am right well today but
weak have kept very quiet did not get up till
abt 9 Oclock & will not go to church tomorrow
though I feel right well. Violet _________'s brother
is not dead but they say cannot recover – I
see E. Wharton's name among the wounded.
I feel very very sad when I think of all the
suffering & anguish this battle has caused. O!
may God have mercy & give us peace. Love
to dear Nina. Your loving daughter
Becca
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[Enclosed clipping from the paper – dated – Richmond, June 18, 1862]
ASHBY
To the brave all homage render,
Weep, ye skies of June!
With a radiance pure and tender
Shine, oh saddened moon!
"Dead upon the field of glory,"
Hero fit for song and story,
Lies our bold dragoon.
Well they learned, whose hands have slain him,
Braver, knightlier foe
Never fought with Moor nor Paynim –
Rode at Templestowe:
With a mien how high and joyous
'Gainst the hordes that would destroy us
Went he forth, we know.
Nevermore, alas! shall sabre
Gleam around his crest;
Fought his fight, fulfilled his labour;
Stilled his manly breast: -
All unheard sweet nature's cadence
Trump of fame, and voice of maidens:
Now he takes his rest.
Earth, that all too soon hath bound him,
Gently wrap his clay - -
Linger lovingly around him,
Light of dying day –
Softly fall the summer showers,
Birds and bees among the flowers
Make the gloom seem gay.
There, throughout the coming ages,
When his sword is rust
And his deeds in classic pages,
Mindful of her trust
Shall Virginia, bending lowly
Still a ceaseless vigil holy
Keep above his dust!
Jno. R. Thompson
