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George C. Burmeister diary, 1861
1861-07-04
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July 4 All hail thou glorious day, the nation's pride, when the chains of slavery fell, and freemen asserted their independence, yes how differently were we accustomed to celebrate it, but now alas, our country weeps on account of the disloyalty of a part of its citizens, may it soon rejoice again. This day is of importance now and Congress meets in Washington, to take into consideration the nation's wants. We marched another 16 mls. and camped near a place called camp creek. Mr. Aylsworth and myself started into the country to purchase eatables, after having made an unsuccessful attempt at a farm house we changed our direction and looking through the timber I spied something waving in the distance, I took out my spy glass, and discovered it to be a union flag, we started for it instantly, and left our pail at a farm house to be filled with milk and charged the women to bake us as many pies and biscuits as they could, we soon ascertained that the flag was in a neighboring town called Smithton on the P.R.R. three miles from our camp. When we arrived here, we were heartily welcomed by some Germans who took us in and gave us every thing we desired it was cheering to converse with a few brave men, who stood firm in the midst of threatening secessionists, suffice it to say we had a glorious old 4th.
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July 4 All hail thou glorious day, the nation's pride, when the chains of slavery fell, and freemen asserted their independence, yes how differently were we accustomed to celebrate it, but now alas, our country weeps on account of the disloyalty of a part of its citizens, may it soon rejoice again. This day is of importance now and Congress meets in Washington, to take into consideration the nation's wants. We marched another 16 mls. and camped near a place called camp creek. Mr. Aylsworth and myself started into the country to purchase eatables, after having made an unsuccessful attempt at a farm house we changed our direction and looking through the timber I spied something waving in the distance, I took out my spy glass, and discovered it to be a union flag, we started for it instantly, and left our pail at a farm house to be filled with milk and charged the women to bake us as many pies and biscuits as they could, we soon ascertained that the flag was in a neighboring town called Smithton on the P.R.R. three miles from our camp. When we arrived here, we were heartily welcomed by some Germans who took us in and gave us every thing we desired it was cheering to converse with a few brave men, who stood firm in the midst of threatening secessionists, suffice it to say we had a glorious old 4th.
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