War Diaries (December 25) (nonfiction)
War Diary entries for December 25
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Bartlett Yancey Malone: December 25, 1862
And the 25 which was Christmas morning was foggy but soon cleard off and was a pritty day but I dident have nothing to drink nor no young ladies to talk too so I seen but little fun
—Bartlett Yancey Malone, 4th Corporal, 6th North Carolina Regiment (diary)
Creed T. Davis: December 25, 1864
Christmas day, to be sure. Rations to-day one-half pound pork, one pound flour, a few grains of coffee, an infinitesimally small quantity of sugar.
Creed T. Davis, Private Second Company Richmond Howitzers (diary)
Reina Spiegel: November 7, 1941
Renia Spiegel began her diary in January 1939 at the age of 15.
Ghetto! That word is ringing in our ears. We don’t know what will happen to us, where they’ll take us. We were ordered to leave our apartments before 2 p.m. with 25 kilograms of possessions. Maybe there will be a ghetto, but it seems that we will definitely have to move out of the main streets either way.
At 10:30 last night, suddenly the doorbell rang, and who was there? The police! I pressed my hands to my face then and I called you, oh God, and you heard me. It was a policeman from our old village and he let himself be bribed. I reminded him of the good times, the friends, the revels, and somehow it worked. And now I’m asking you, oh Great One, I’m asking you—I, a speck of dust, I, without a father or mother here...listen to my call!
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External links
- Diary of Creed T. Davis, Private Second Company Richmond Howitzers (PDF)
- Excerpts from the Diaries of Renia Spiegel @ Smithsonian Magazine