Headquarters Army Of The Potomac, February 18, 1864.
I have got quite well again; the slight cold I had in
Washington has disappeared, and I have lost the sensation of weakness which I
retained till I left Washington. I find there has been a good deal of pneumonia
in camp. Major Barstow, on my staff, was quite sick with it. He is now well. He
is, by-the-by, a son of your father's old friend in Salem and remembers
visiting your house in Philadelphia. To-day a very nice fellow, the agent of the
Associated Press, died of pneumonia. Everything was done for him in the way of
medical attendance and nursing, but without avail. The weather has been
intensely cold, the thermometer last night being as low as zero. To-day it is
more moderate and cloudy, looking like snow.
I have to go up to Washington to-morrow, which I dislike
very much, besides its being so expensive. Affairs here are very quiet.
I have not seen many of the officers except those
immediately around me. I have to go to Washington to arrange the details of the
proposed reorganization, which will make a great noise when they are made
public.
SOURCE: George Meade, The Life and Letters of George
Gordon Meade, Vol. 2, p. 166
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