FALMOUTH, VA., March
21, 1863.
I had seen in the papers a glowing account of the
"Merry Wives of Windsor," which must have been a great treat. There
is nothing I feel so much the deprivation of as hearing good music, and I was
very sorry that there was no opportunity to indulge myself while in
Philadelphia.
We have literally nothing new or exciting in camp. Averill’s
brilliant cavalry foray has been the camp talk. The enemy, through Richmond
papers, admit they were whipped and believe it to be the commencement of
Hooker's campaign, and already talk of the probable necessity of Lee's having
to fall back nearer Richmond. This confirms what we have suspected, that their
force opposite to us had been much reduced, and that when we pressed them they
would retire. There is not much chance of doing this at present, however. Yesterday
it snowed all day, and to-day it is raining, so that our roads are again, or
will be, in a dreadful condition.
SOURCE: George Meade, The Life and Letters of George
Gordon Meade, Vol. 1, p. 361
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