Dear Ellen, On April 2nd, we, the Union army, stormed through the Confederate capital, Richmond, Virginia. The feeling of burning and stomping down the heart of the Confederacy was exhilarating. The officials in the Confederacy government ran, leaving the sought-after city for our taking. For the first time, I felt truly happy to be a part of this bloody war. The tide of the war had turned. Four days later, we surrounded Lee's army at Saylor's Creek, outnumbering the Rebs 5-to-1 , and inflicting 6,000 casualties. Lee still has 3/4 of his army left, but he is expected to surrender to Grant soon. Soon I will be back home in Pennslyvania in a united Union. I will be able to see you and the 3 kids for the first time in years.
Mrs. Cornelius’s Molasses Apple Pie Ingredients: 5 green apples, peeled and sliced 1 teaspoon nutmeg 1 teaspoon cinnamon 1 cup molasses Line a pie pan with an uncooked pie crust. Fill with sliced apples, nutmeg, cinnamon, and molasses. Cover with a lattice crust and bake at 350 degrees for 1 hour and 15 minutes. In the winter of 1861, I got a serious illness, ceasing the Union's plans. My supporting wife Ellen and my three kids would come to comfort me during my illness. Ellen, a great cook, would make me feel better through her encouraging words and delicious apple pie. Although it was nearing the end of the apple harvesting season, she would always find fresh, juicy apples to cook into the pie from our expansive garden back in Philadelphia. My wife is the rock of my life, providing me with confidence in the fields of war. Ever since I first laid my eyes on her, I knew I had to get her. Ten marriage proposals later, I won her over from A.P. Hill. Sources: ...
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