Civil War Journal

                                             Eloise M. Ambrose

journal entry #1

Today was a day rougher than usual. I am Eloise i am an 18 year old nurse in the war fighting for the Union side. I go to sleep late at night when I get my night break. My duty is to serve medical attention to the soldiers who get hurt. Today we had a hard battle and we had many soldiers who got hurt and some died. We tried to help but with more soldiers than nurses, we couldn't save them all. This was also the day my mother sent a letter saying the prairie near my house burnt down. My mother said she was crying and my father was raging. Our house went with it so they said they were off to find a different place to live in. It was a hard day and I was only 2 weeks into my 3 month enlistment. I hope life will get better and not worse. I just need to remind myself I am doing a good thing for my people.

Eloise Ambrose


Journal entry 2

Here is a conversation I heard today. Quite odd.

Person 1: Hey how you been possum.

person 2: I am fit to be tied and I need to quick-step to the hole.

1: Well that's hunky dory buddy I think yous better bite a hornet or else it’s gonna hurt.

2. I better start to skedaddle or else ima be as ugly as a grayback.

1. At least you got grub in yo’r bread basket I haven't gobbled down since Friday

2. Which crazy boat are you riding? its Sunday. you might as well be stuffed as a turkey

1: It may be sunday but Im as hungry as a honey badger in a snakepit.

2: Well I better be movin along or ima mess myself

1: alright Ima go whipp some fresh fish g’day

Eloise M. Ambrose


Journal entry 3

Dear Ma,

Today in camp, as a nurse, i saw a lot of bad injuries people who needed help. Mentally and physically.In our camp, it is not the living condition you would want to be in. We are not the highest respected people even though we do help and are important. We are in a forest with big tall trees and many wild animals it is not the safest but the best area to be hidden now. Even though i don't have to suffer the wrath of doing drills nonstop, i still have to train and take care of people after severe punishments every now and then. I am holding up physical though i often feel famished. I am scared although, every night i try to sleep but worry about many things. I see things that no one would ever even imagine. Hope to see you soon.

Eloise M. Ambrose


Journal Entry 4

Interview with boy named Jeremiah:

Names: Rishi Narayanan, Christopher Varghese, Emma Sullivan, Thomas Huang

Interview question 1

Jeremiah, when you chose to stay and care for your mother, what caused you to make that choice?

JEREMIAH: "I thought the war would be a small conflict and and that it would end before I could get into any of the action. Besides, I valued my mother’s health. Who wouldn’t?

Interview question 2

INTERVIEWER: Jeremiah, looking back, what is something in your life that you are proud or happy about?

JEREMIAH:“I am proud of my decision of helping runaway slaves escape.”

Interview question 3

INTERVIEWER: Jeremiah, what is one thing about your life you wish had been different?

JEREMIAH: “I wish that my mother had not gotten sick. I also wish I could have stayed together with my brother and fought alongside him.”

Interview question 4

INTERVIEWER: How did you and the Union troops, some of whom are African-

American, react to slaves they meet? How do the hungry troops treat Southern farms? Will

you ever know what happened to his brother?

JEREMIAH: I would let the slaves I meet on the way get by. I would convince (or try to convince) my commanding officers to let them either go free or join the army. We would take food from the Southern farms, but give them fair price. I probably will never know what happened to my brother…

Elois M. Ambrose


Journal entry 5

Today for the theater we had to create a song here is mine to the tune of Dixie.

Everyday i see the gruesome war

shriveled up and wounded i look away look away look away and then i help.

I am here to help and serve my people

clean the cuts and wipe away what oozes

I look away look away look away and then i help.

I know they need me to help to help to help

i know they need my to help but it is very icky.

I just look away look away look away then i help

I look away look away look away and then i help.

Eloise M. Ambrose


Journal entry 6

I thought i would share what i do when i am bored as i am not occupied as of now. In my free time i like to organize medicine alphabetically and go act on stage at the theater. I love to act and it allows me to share my feelings through a character. I also like to talk with my fellow nurse mates and play  chess. When it is time to eat, my favorite if i have to say is the crackers. They are the least poisoning and putrid things. They are made out of a few cups of flower and water and then baked. It is often moldy or has bugs in it. It is still better than raw steak. Here is a picture of my last performance.

Eloise M. Ambrose

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Journal entry 7

Today was a hard day. Many injuries and deaths. We get these rough patches every few times. I saw limbs we had to amputate and some did not make it. I saw a boy who was a younger soldier who died of dehydration. The things that go on here are the most gruesome injuries and illnesses. I am a nurse so i get to know every last detail on most of the people. We treated a few people who had malaria with syrup of wild cherry and cream of tartar and cinnamon. Unfortunately some are affected worse from the treatment. We see a lot of famished soldiers to weak so sit up. We get a lot of skin issues too. But as it all comes down, everyday we hope that the sun will come out tomorrow.

Eloise M. Ambrose


Journal entry 8

Today was the happiest day of my life. I went home. I served for three months and i would't no longer want to serve as a nurse. I saw things i will never forget. My arrival brought tears and laughter and joy. As i am nineteen my birthday being coincidently my arrival day, i have a long life to recover from these past three months. My mother was bawling my father stifling back tears. I wasn't good at holding in my emotions either it was relief and joy yet sadness for others in the war and all who didn't make it to their families. I was luckily successful and saved many people from death. My family didn't want to hear what happened but just wanted to see my journal so i showed them this and they cried again but they didn't have to see no more to know how bad it was and how many suffered. I just can't imagine that i don't have to go back to that awful place. I am comfortable and safe now. Because there is no place like home.

Eloise M. Ambrose

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COLOR-Here is the picture of what my outfit looks like.

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