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Dear Journal,                                             August 2, 1863     With Dixie in my heart, today is the day that South Carolina recruited me for this struggle. I must soon be ready to go to the regiment I was assigned to. I am in the 3rd Infantry Regiment of South Carolina. I would preferably have been in the cavalry since, the enceinte State, I raise horses, scarcely they needed infantry even more. I will do anything to function the Confederacy. Emily, Joseff, and Soo are sad that their Pa is leaving them. I told them not to kick the bucket and remember that I am fighting for what our forefathers wanted. They wanted to have an equally distributed government as not to have a ruler and passel with no say. That promise has not been kept, and to start anew, we seceded. Th e children understand, having the Confederate flag shining in their eyes. I said my fare-thee-wells to Anna, the children, and the servants. "Never forget me. We will be together under one nation, the Confederate Nation. Our spirits will hold water on, bringing forth rights to rule as we please." Going off to fight is a tough thing to do. I am forced to diverge my family, horses, plantation, and slaves to fight for the pride. The proudest of lapseing those elements intact. Keeping those in order is a war in itself.                         -Jonathan CortDear Journal,                                        August 17, 1863     The war front is quite an insufferable experience unless you go through it yourself. We have little rations of horrid food. fractious tack full of meal worms and chicory coffee. Our Mamies collared greens is what I get off most right now. I do not feel fond towards the food, but as long as we are able to keep alive on hard tack and goobers, we will fight to the very end. I am on of the newcomers of t... ...he nation. What I got was being a cripple, and a country where Jeff Davis does not prove his States rights theory. This is not what I was fighting for. I do not think that is what anyone was fighting for. We, the Confederacy, wanted Peace, Love, and Justice and profess our country work. Well, now I realize that those thoughts are just avid thinking for a Southerner. The war still goes on, and life does, but I want it to be over. All what I lived for, is gone in a blast. My family left me, and I am not allowed back into the war. I am too weak to go on anymore either. The doctors gave me Valium to take. I might as well ease the pain of my heart on Christmas Eve to follow the starry night and have it guide me into heaven. I thank you for being there to help me through this. Now I must meet the honored soldiers that have fought bravely. Maybe in the Great States above, it should be the way it is meant to be.            As what Michael has said, "La vie Confederate"                         -Jonathan