The Civil War Letters
Camp Hamilton
January 1 to February 7, 1862
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The Civil War LettersCamp HamiltonJanuary 1 to February 7, 1862 |
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January 1st,
1862
He received a box
with broken Brandy bottle but bread and other things were OK.
She is a good cook and received the money he sent.
No furlough as they may be moving. He hopes the time is coming when he will be his own man and need no furloughs and will be back with her.
He will never leave her again.
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January 15th,
1862
It's very cold and
they have been celebrating payday.
He sends her $25.00 and expects she knows what to do with it.
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January 17th,
1862
It's very cold,
rainy, freezing and up to the knees in mud.
They keep their spirits up by singing and cutting up high dutch and being very noisy.
There are 14 in his tent, most from West Philadelphia. One has died and gone on his long furlough from which he will never return.
He wants to know the news of her due date and how she is getting along.
He's getting restless since there is no fighting. He asks her to send a new likeness of her as he left the old one behind.
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January 27th,
1862
He feels that it
is near time for her to give up work and he wishes he was there to take care
of her.
He says that he married her for love and not for honor's sake. He's concerned that she thinks he acted coolly towards her and he's sorry if he offended her. If he ever reaches home he will prove his love.
No news since the roads are too wet to make a move forward.
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January 31st,
1862
He's writing for
the pleasure of it and to keep in touch.
There's been rain and sleet continually for 4 weeks.
She talks about furnishing a bedroom and makes him homesick.
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February 1st,
1862
He has received
a picture of her. He does some preaching to her but then says that she doesn't
need it since she is more Christian than he.
Since she has been unwell and is expecting a child, he suggests she stop working in the mill. She can spend her free time writing him.
He would like to send her a likeness but there are no artists about the fort.
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February 7th,
1862
Very quiet, no movement
forward which they could not do anyway because of the mud. It's the worst mud
he's ever seen and you have to pull the back foot out before you can take the
next step.
He hopes to be home so they will be parted no more until death.
He does not know where she has moved and is directing the letter to his Uncle.
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