The Diary of Horatio White

By Mark Souza

Corporal Horatio White knows firsthand how General McClellan lost the Battle at Antietam Creek during the Civil War. Though the Union Army outnumbered Lee’s forces two to one and had the element of surprise, the battle would take a shocking turn. After surviving the horrors of a full day of battle, Corporal White discovers the horror has only just begun. Despite being sworn to secrecy, White reveals the details of that day.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mark Souza
• Release date: Nov 11, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465734495

Mark Souza

I lead a pretty boring life, really. During the day, I build jet aircraft - well, not all by myself - I do my part. At night, I create monsters and new worlds for them to play in. I write fiction - horror mostly, but my interests are broad and I will not be boxed into one genre. The only thing I can promise readers is a commitment to keep them entertained. I hope to become one of your favorite authors.

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The Diary of Horatio White

Mark Souza

Copyright 2011 by Mark Souza

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There are some who question the reasoning and courage of General McClellan over the events at Antietam Creek. How could an army of ninety-thousand surprise a force half their size and not emerge victorious? Why would a man with that kind of advantage retreat? Was McClellan inept, or was he a coward? Those who ask these questions were not there. They cannot understand. They don’t know the true events of Antietam Creek. Perhaps no one ever will.

Though sworn to secrecy by the Federal Army, I have placed an account of those days and my life here on these pages. I have no plans to allow other eyes see these words, so in that regard, I consider that I have maintained my vow. If these words were somehow to be read, who in their right mind would believe them? I scarcely do myself. I question my reasons for this record, as it can do nothing but open me to ridicule. Perhaps the best explanation is that what occurred was so unbelievable that perhaps by putting the events to paper, the fact that they take on physical form, though only ink on a page, can make them more real, more than the rants of a madman. For I fear I may truly be going mad.

We had pitched camp ten miles northeast of Sharpsburg on September 16th, 1862. Though the days were hot, the onset of fall brought a chill to the night air. I was with the 12th Regiment Massachusetts Volunteer Infantry under Major Burbank. Our scouts reported that the bulk