HUGH JOHNSON entered the 2nd Iowa Cavalry, Company M from Andrew, Iowa. He left the family behind on the farm...his wife Catherine (Cassy) and four children. The oldest son, John, was but 12 years of age when his father went off to war. A fifth child, Hugh Elliot, was born approximately eight months after he left.. This child lived little more than a year. The constantly hoped for furlough that Hugh wished for was never granted, and he was killed on February 2, 1864, just north of West Point, MS. He was initially buried on the James Randall plantation, and later his body was transferred to the National Cemetery at Corinth.The Hugh Johnson Civil War Letters
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I have intended to get the Hugh Johnson Civil War letters typed out for years. They really should be available to anyone who might be interested in them. I hope that my efforts will be useful. Hugh Johnson used punctuation sparingly, and I have taken the liberty to insert periods [.] and commas [,] where I thought they were appropriate. This should make reading the letters much simpler. I have not tried to make corrections in spelling, limiting myself to some parenthetical comments. Hugh almost always capitalized certain letters [ C's and S's] when they appeared at the beginning of a word. I have tried to follow this pattern, but I know that there have been some instances where I inadvertently made corrections. I welcome comments. This is all saved on disk, and making changes should be quite simple. It would be great to hear from you. Sincerely, Hugh Johnson Turnbull
Hugh Johnson Turnbull
hturnbul@lane.k12.or.us
1-541-895-4571
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Date: Fri, 26 Apr 96 From: "Hugh J. Turnbull"Organization: Creswell Middle School To: mlsandy@tsixroads.com Dear Milton, Last June I ventured into the "Deep South" for the first time to visit the National Cemetery in your city. I went to touch bases with my namesake, my great-great-grandfather, Hugh Johnson. He served with the Iowa 2nd Cavalry, Co. M, and he met his end just north of West Point. He remains one of the unidentified, but his son, when he ventured to Corinth, came away certain that his was one of four graves. It was a very moving experience to be able to visit the land where he spent the last couple years of his life. It would be disingenuous on my part to say that I drove into Mississippi free of misconceptions. Some measure of fear was with me. My son and I drove down to Holly Springs, cut over to Tupelo and then headed north to Corinth. The names of numerous towns appeared to remind me of the towns Hugh Johnson had written about in his letters home. We were travelling on a Sunday, and many of the points of possible interest (e.g., museums) were closed. It reminded me of the many Quaker "blue laws" of my youth near Philadelhia(PA). On arriving in Coinrth, we had the extreme good fortune of finding the N.E. Mississippi Museum open for business. Mrs. Rogers was a splendid help!! I was stunned to discover Corinth on the Web. You folks are doing a tremendous service. Keep up the fine work. The next time I head to Corinth, I plan to have a much better idea of what to look for. I also hope to have a much longer length of time at my disposal. Keep up the great work. My warmest regards to Mrs. Rogers. Sincerely, Hugh Johnson Turnbull