MARTIN PRINGLE, SR.
June 15th
Martin Pringle, Sr. to Philip W. Pringle
Dear Son,
I received your kind letter this evening and hope
when this reaches you that it may find you well and as
you wanted to know about your brother Martin...there
is sorrowful news. He was wounded at the field of the
Wilderness on the 5th of May and died on the 20th.
Your brother Joseph went down and brought his body
home and was buried on the 26th. He was buried aside
his mother. He died in Washington hospital. The
chaplain and the men of the hospital told Joseph that
they never seen a man die happier than he did. The day
he died he was singing and praying all the time and to
tell his friends that they should meet him in Heaven.
He was wounded under the left shoulder and through one
of his lungs and the bullet was cut out of his back.
Joseph has the ball. It was a minny ball. And the last
he done was singing, “When I can read my titles clear
to mansions in the skies” and when he was about half
through singing that hymn he expired. Write soon.
From your Dear Father, Martin Pringle
