—Gen. Beauregard, with his army of Shiloh veterans, the Army of the Mississippi, issues a proclamation to his soldiers promising that they would defend Corinth from Yankee depredations: "We are about to meet once more in the shock of battle the invaders of our soil, the despoilers of our homes, the disturbers of our family ties. . . . Face to face, hand to hand, we are to decide whether we are to be freemen or the vile slaves of those who are free only in name, and who but yesterday were vanquished, although in largely superior numbers, in their own encampments on the ever-memorable field of Shiloh." Still under the delusion that Shiloh was a Confederate victory, Beauregard commands about 46,000 men at Corinth, having been reinforced by Van Dorn’s erstwhile Army of the West (fresh from defeat at Pea Ridge in March). Significantly, however, the Union combined armies of Grant, Buell, and Pope, under field command of Gen. Halleck, was still camped at Shiloh, and had not budged one inch toward following up the Rebel retreat from that battle.
—Captain William Thompson Lusk, of the 24th Massachusetts Infantry, stationed at the Union base at Port Royal, South Carolina, writes home about Spring in the South and the rigors of army life:
Beaufort, S. C. May 2d, 1862.
May has opened charmingly in Beaufort. The air is warm but not oppressive. We are luxuriating in green peas, strawberries, blackberries, all the early vegetables, and the fig trees, loaded with fruit, will soon supply us with an abundance of green figs. Fish are supplied by the rivers in great plenty. Indeed we are well supplied with all sorts of good things, so we have little of which we can complain, except inaction. It is now fifteen days since a mail has reached us from the North. . . . A sailing vessel occasionally brings us a newspaper from the North. Otherwise we would be quite separated from the rest of mankind, and would be compelled to consider the North as having regularly seceded from us.
I have received the beautiful flag you sent me. I gave it to the boys of the Company, who were delighted. The other companies are quite envious. Thanks, dear Mother, a thousand times, for the expression of your love. . . .
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