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The inspiration for my Civil War holiday romance novella, The Christmas Ball, came from stories I’d read of women who disguised themselves as men during the American Civil War. Most wanted to serve their respective side in the conflict, even though women weren’t allowed to serve in the army in any capacity at the start of the war.

Sarah Emma Edmonds was one of these women. Born in New Brunswick, Canada in 1841, she grew up on a farm. Along with her sisters, she participated alongside her one brother to perform the hard physical work of farming. She tended to the animals, chopped wood, milked cows, planted and harvested. She also learned to ride horses, hunted and fished.

Her upbringing caused her to develop a lean, masculine-looking physique.
In 1860, she was nineteen. She moved south into the United States dressed in men’s garb. Pretending to be a man, she called herself “Franklin Thompson.” She worked in Hartford, Connecticut as a publishing agent, selling Bibles in Canada and Michigan.

In 1861 the Civil War began. She enlisted in Company F of the 2nd Michigan Infantry Volunteers, signing up for three years.

As Franklin Thompson, Sarah spent her first months of military service at the regimental hospital, serving as a “male” nurse. She then became postmaster and then a mail carrier.

One of her superior officers, General O. M. Poe, recalled that “Frank Thompson was effeminate looking, and for that reason was detailed as a mail carrier, to avoid taking an efficient soldier from the ranks.” All the Daring of the Soldier: Women of the Civil War Armies

As a mail carrier, Edmonds carried two or three bushels of mail over a distance of 50 or 60 miles.

In her own words: “I was often compelled to spend the nights alone by the roadside. It was reported that the bushwackers had murdered a mail carrier on that road and robbed the mail, and there seemed to be evidence of the fact, for, in the most lonely of spots of all the road the ground was still strewn with fragments of letters and papers, over which I often passed when it was so dark that I only knew it by the rustle of the letters under my horse’s feet.” All the Daring of the Soldier: Women of the Civil War Armies

She was also engaged in combat starting with the battle of First Bull Run in July 1861.

According to a Congressional report: “Franklin Thompson, gave his heart and soul to the regiment, sharing in all its toil and privations, marching and fighting in the various engagements in which it participated… (He was) never absent from duty, obeying all orders with intelligence and alacrity, his whole aim and desire to render zealous and efficient aid to the Union cause.” All the Daring of the Soldier: Women of the Civil War Armies

While serving, Sarah became good friends with a young medical steward and assistant surgeon for the 2nd Michigan. She fell in love with the man, confessing that she was female. She felt rebuffed when he told her he was betrothed.

Besides soldiering, Sarah also served the Union as a spy. She disguised herself as a male fugitive slave wearing a wig and coloring her skin with silver nitrate. At other times she portrayed a female Irish peddler by the name of Bridget O’Shea.

In Kentucky in the spring of 1863, Sarah fell ill with chills and fever. She feared a hospital stay would expose her sex, so, after a request for a leave of absence was denied, she deserted the army. She checked herself into a civilian hospital, planning to return to the army once she’d recovered.

On learning that Franklin Thompson was wanted for desertion, she donned women’s clothes, resumed using her real name and returned to the army to serve as a female nurse for the remainder of the war.

After the war ended, she published her autobiography, Nurse and Spy in the Union Army under the pen name of S. E. Edmonds. “In 1887, she married L. H. Seelye, a Canadian carpenter with whom she had three children.” All the Daring of the Soldier: Women of the Civil War Armies

For more on Sarah Edmonds and other women soldiers of the American Civil War…

Sources: All the Daring of the Soldier: Women of the Civil War Armies by Elizabeth D. Leonard

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Take a peek at the ending of the first chapter of my Civil War holiday romance novella.

Excerpt:
thechristmasball_7289_7501She glanced at the corporal and nodded. “I’ll be all right,” she gasped. “Take him.” She inclined her head toward the man on the litter.

The corporal rose gingerly to a crouch, then nodded to the private and they lifted the litter, moving toward the ambulance on the far side of the trees.

Grasping her thigh, she felt a sticky substance. Blood! The other private knelt and looked at her thigh. He pulled out a neckerchief and tied it to stop the bloody flow.

“Hold on, Brewster. We’ll get you back to the doc.”

Sara gritted her teeth. Thoughts of Doc Ellison caused her pulse to race. While she longed to see him again, the thought of him examining her wound sent a jolt of fear through her.

What if he discovers my secret?

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Next peek at the first chapter of my Civil War holiday romance.

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thechristmasball_7289_7501“Over here,” one of the men called. She glanced up to find a corporal motioning to her. He had a stretcher lying beside a prone man. Noting the lightening sky, she scurried over to help. They had to hurry.

The corporal glanced up. “Can you lift his legs, while I grab his shoulders?”

She nodded and positioned herself by the wounded man’s feet. Fearing he was one of her friends, she tried not to look at the soldier’s face. The corporal slid his hands under the wounded man’s shoulders. She grasped his ankles.

“Heave to,” the corporal ordered.

Lifting together, they moved the soldier over to the stretcher. She squatted before the handles of the stretcher, waiting for the corporal to order her to lift.

He nodded, grasping the handles at the soldier’s head. She took a deep breath and lifted her end. As she struggled to straighten her legs to carry the man off the field to the waiting ambulance, a piercing pain hit her in the upper thigh. Gasping, she dropped her end of the litter and crumpled to the ground grasping her leg.

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New excerpt from chapter one of my Civil War holiday romance.

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thechristmasball_7289_7501“Very well.” He glanced around the tent, hand picking three other soldiers.

The captain signaled the men to follow him. As she moved to obey, Ellison rested a hand on her shoulder. The warmth of his touch sent a jolt through her body.

“Take care, son. And bring back as many as you safely can.”

“Sure, Doc.” After a glance at his face, she moved away to follow the captain outside.
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Kirk Ellison watched the soldiers march off behind the captain. He sighed and closed the tent flap. When Private Brewster had been assigned as a hospital steward, he’d taken the lad under his wing. He seemed too young and vulnerable to be in the army, should have been home on the farm helping his parents tend crops. Kirk had taken it upon himself to see to it that Brewster was permanently assigned hospital duty to keep him off the battlefield. He would hate to see the boy injured or killed.

A nurse, one of the volunteers from Maryland, approached gathering her skirts to keep them from being caught on the edges of the tables and cots.

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Next peek at the first chapter of my Civil War holiday romance.

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thechristmasball_7289_7501“I am, sir,” Ellison called from the back of the tent. Sara glanced between Captain Werth and the doctor, as Doc made his way to the entrance. “What can I do for you, Captain?”

“We need men to carry wounded from the field.”

“Has the battle ended?”

The captain scratched his full beard. “There may still be some sniper shooting, but we need to get those wounded off that field. The temperature was damn cold last night. Some of them may have already frozen to death.”

“I understand,” Ellison said. “I’ll choose a few stewards to assist you.” He frowned when his glance settled on Sara.

“I’ll be glad to help in any way I can,” she said.

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Next installment from my Civil War holiday romance.

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thechristmasball_7289_7501“Thank you, Private.” Ellison flashed that smile again.

Her face flushed. “If you need any more help, I’ll be glad to assist.”

“Of course. If you could hold him down while I dig out the ball, that would be a big help.”

“Sure, Doc.” She smiled. Just being close to him was a thrill. If only she could show him the soldier he thought of as a boy was really a woman.

Hours later, toward dawn, she realized she should have been dead on her feet, but the wounded required constant attention. These men were her comrades and she’d do anything in her power to help, even if it meant giving up sleep. They’d do the same for her.

One of the officers entered the tent. “Who’s in charge here?”

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Fourth sneak peek at opening chapter of my Civil War holiday romance.

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thechristmasball_7289_7501“I’ll do it.” Miss Marshall glanced to the front of the tent where Doc hovered over the
patient.

Sara clenched her fists and scowled. “He ordered me to do it.”

The nurse smirked. “I wouldn’t want to put you out, Private.”

“It’s my job.” Sara gathered the instruments Doc needed and placed them on a tray. She then found a pan and filled it with fresh water from the barrel on tap.

The woman turned back to her chore of sorting. “Suit yourself.”

She made her way back to Doc and set the tray with the instruments and pan on a small table near the wounded man.

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