My Dearest Nellie: Last Letter from Lt. Col. Leroy Crockett, 72nd O.V.I.
In what may have been the last letter that he wrote home, Lieutenant Colonel Leroy Crockett of the 72nd Ohio informed his "dearest Nellie" about his regiment's recent campaign in Mississippi, taking pride in "having gone farther into the Rebel state of Mississippi than any regiment in Grant's army or any other army."
"We have a pleasant camp, twenty miles from Vicksburg near the Black River stuck on top of a high hill, just wide enough for the camp and beautifully shaded by the magnolias of which there are three varieties, all very pretty," he continued. "We expect to rest here during the hot season and be ready for the full campaign. The men as a general thing are in good health and spirits anxiously awaiting their turn to go home on furlough."
Colonel Crockett was among those anxiously awaiting his turn to visit Ohio. He had commanded the regiment throughout the Vicksburg campaign, but as the siege wore on, his own health, already shaky after nearly a year as a prisoner of war, started to fail completely. Regimental surgeon John B. Rice informed Crockett that he could not remain with the regiment and expect to live. After considerable persuasion on the part of Surgeon Rice and Adjutant John M. Lemmon, Crockett finally applied for a furlough, and Lemmon (with the help of General Ralph Buckland) quickly pushed it through the chain of command to both Generals Sherman and Grant who approved it.
Colonel Crockett departed Vicksburg on August 14, 1863, and never saw his beloved regiment again. Suffering from camp fever and dysentery, Crockett arrived home in late August but slowly faded, passing away in his old home in Adams Twp., Seneca County, Ohio on December 10, 1863. "Colonel Crockett was an able and efficient officer, and was highly respected by the officers and men under his command," stated the Fremont Journal. "By his death, the regiment as well as the country loses a brave, experienced officers, and a devoted patriot."
Colonel Crockett's letter appears courtesy of Keith Fleckner, a friend of the blog who shared this letter from his personal collection.
Black River Cliffs, Mississippi
August 7, 1863
My Dearest,
I am again where I can send and
receive letter. On our late Jackson campaign,
I've had no mail facilities, but since we have returned we have enjoyed Uncle
Sam's carrying sisters to its fullest extent.
We arrived in this camp about one week ago and received a large mail
last Monday; among diverse and sundry other things (of minor importance)
received was 1,2,3, letters from ? which had my full attention for the balance
of the day.
Nellie, I beg your pardon for
writing such a foolish note as that I sent you from before Vicksburg. But I had the blue blues and every other kind
of blues and felt that I should like for someone to be aware of the important
facts, but I won't do so anymore. I
joined my regiment at Jackson and found them head over heels in a map with the
man they call Johnston but he soon ran. Our brigade chased him to Brandon,
caught his rear guard, shot a few guns at them, just enough to give them
another scare, then destroyed the railroad and came back to Jackson after
having gone farther into the Rebel state of Mississippi than any regiment in
Grant's army or any other army. Grant is
high.
Major General Ulysses S. Grant |
I believe our troops suffer intensely for want of water. During the siege of Jackson, we had to carry all the water we used on mules with canteens 10 miles through the hot sun and clouds of dust, but-thank God this is over one with for the present and our men can have rest.
I have not told you much about
the siege nor the operation of the army before nor since in any of my previous
letters, nor do I propose to in this, but will let that go until some cozy
rainy night when we can together find enjoyment in reciting the trials that
have passed. Suffice for the present to
state that all the hardship we cheerfully borne by the troops, and they feel
that they have been paid a thousand-fold by the successful termination of the
campaign.
We have a pleasant camp, twenty
miles from Vicksburg near the Black River stuck on top of a high hill, just
wide enough for the camp and beautifully shaded by the magnolias of which there
are three varieties, all very pretty. We
expect to rest here during the hot season and be ready for the full
campaign. The men as a general thing are
in good health and spirits anxiously awaiting their turn to go home on
furlough. There are about 40 Officers
and men of my regiment at home now, Major Charles Eaton being one of the
number.
Major Charles G. Eaton 72nd O.V.I. |
I think some of applying for
leave of absence when the Major returns. That will fetch it about grape season
then lookout Mr. Grapes you will look out a good lot, say half an acre will be
enough and engage them before hard, when you hear that I am coming.
I have my commission as Colonel
but the regiment is so small that we are not entitled to a colonel and unless
the regiment is filled with drafted men.
I cannot be mustered into service as such without a special order from
the War Department--which I do not expect--for there are hundreds of such cases
in this army as all the regiments are more or less reduced. I have sent three Officers Captain Samuel
A.J. Snyder, Captain Leroy Moore and Captain James Fernald to Ohio after
drafted men. For some reason or rather I have but little confidence in the
draft and do not much expect the regiment to be filled. Notwithstanding, I have General Sherman's
assurances that it will. If it is not
filled so that I can be mustered, look out for me at home this winter
Nellie, I don't speak of this
because I feel any great interest in the matter for, I assure you I do
not--especially in my present state of health which although improving quite
rapidly is not good. Then I think the
orders from the War Department very unmilitary and unjust. If I have merited promotion and have been
recommended by my General and received a commission, I think it’s very unjust
for Mr. Secretary of War to issue an order founded on a rear
technicality--relative to the number of men in a regiment. It is certainly calculated to destroy that
spirit of evaluation necessary to make good officers.
Here comes the mail with a
letter from Maggie. Says Mother is not
well and that they have lots of company.
Lt. Roy to write often. General Buckland has just arrived in camp from Ohio
and must go and see him. Buckland says,
"the people of Ohio are alive and rejoicing over our last victories they
are well organized and will outcast the banished at least seventy-five thousand."
I hoped they will. It would be an
everlasting disgrace to the people of Ohio to beat him ?? that.
Brigadier General Ralph Buckland 72nd O.V.I. |
Nellie how do you prosper? Is
Sandusky a dull old town? How do you
like your cousins or your Mary? The
fashionable ones. Do they scare you up
from off the parlor floor an cause you to take ? very suddenly by sultry
?; Do you ever think of a fellow
about-my size strutting around, putting on airs; abusing everyone that don't outrank me. Do you think your Pa will give me some brandy
when I come to Sandusky? Nellie, don't
you think Major Eaton, Major Rice and Cpl. Strong took that bottle your father
gave me and drank every drop of brandy and then gave me the bottle empty--when
I came into quarters, I never got a drop.
It done me just as much good.
"I reckon."
Nellie, I hope you will not
infer from what I have written that I am losing interest in the cause for such
is not the case. If I do leave the service,
it will be for private reasons, not public.
I should regret to have it said that the one I hope you love lost his
interest in the great causes for which we have been so long struggling.
Your sweet true and devoted, Leroy Crockett
Sources:
Letter from Lieutenant Colonel Leroy Crockett, 72nd Ohio Volunteer Infantry, Keith Fleckner Collection
"Death of Col. Leroy Crockett of the 72d O.V.I.," Fremont Journal (Ohio), December 18, 1863, pg. 3
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