The Pea Patch

C.S.A. Ex-Colonel Amos Solon Stevenson's journal: "May 15, 1863 - Augusta, Georgia (Savannah River)

It is done. Some Union troopers woke up couple days ago, but not for breakfast. If I don't laugh about this mess, I might cry and well, I don't cry, haven't since I was fifteen and mama died.

We are north bound - to prison. Gen'l has had time with family this morning on shipboard. There is word from one of our guards, a young strapping boy from Batavia, Ohio, that it's Fort Delaware for us. Davis and some of the Richmond crowd are set for Fort Monroe up near D.C. Guess the Washington boys want to keep an eye on them. It's been a soldier's life since '46 for me, now prison. Well. Being out of saddle for a spell might be good for this aging soul and body. Time to sort things out. No one really to care where I am or what happens. Could get down if I don't watch it. No use in that. Don't think they'll kill me. Might go to Arizona Territory afterwards, if there is one. Heard there was some raw country out there and the boys in blue will be trying to keep the Navajo and Apache in line. Might get work scouting. Better no do that. More killing sure don't seem the thing I want to do or be around ever again. Could try to scrape up work on some of them big spreads or Wells-Fargo. They'll need someone who knows horses.