Camp Ewing, November 8, 1861, Thursday A. M.
Dearest: — Mr. Fuller,
our waggon-master, goes to Cincinnati today. We are [so] busy preparing to send
expeditions against the enemy, sending off sick and baggage, that I have no
time to write.
I send you a few
things that I would not want lost. My Diary, up to date, for your eye alone,
etc., etc. Drs. Joe and Jim are busy as bees also.
We shall go into
winter quarters in a fortnight or so I think, when we shall have plenty of
leisure.
I see the papers
are full of foolish stories, sent by frightened people to terrify without rhyme
or reason. Nobody is hurt by all this cannonading. One killed and three wounded
covers the casualties of five days. Our provisions are plenty and we are in no
peril here.
“Love to all the
boys” and Grandma. Bushels — no, oceans for yourself.
Affectionately,
R.
P. S. — Jim laughs
when he sees me and says I must send home my picture to show you that I tell
the truth about health.
You need not buy
any lieutenant-colonel's shoulder-straps or send me anything more to this
region.
Mrs. Hayes.
SOURCE: Charles Richard Williams, editor, Diary and
Letters of Rutherford Birchard Hayes, Volume 2, p. 140
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