By Elisha Hunt Rhodes, Robert Hunt Rhodes
Fascinated with the Union is the eloquent and relocating diary of Elisha Hunt Rhodes, who enlisted into the Union military as a personal in 1861 and left it 4 years later as a 23-year-old lieutenant colonel after battling challenging and honorably in battles from Bull Run to Appomattox. somebody who heard those diaries excerpted at the PBS-TV sequence The Civil warfare will realize his debts of these campaigns, which stay impressive for his or her readability and element. such a lot of all, Rhodes's phrases display the incentive of a typical Yankee foot soldier, an another way usual younger guy who continued the trials of wrestle and hard marches, brief rations, worry, and homesickness for a wage of $13 a month and the pride of giving "all for the union."
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