July 8th.
We are now near Funkstown. Young Winston is going over the
river this morning and may go as far as Hanover. Everything is wet around, it
having rained nearly all night and there is not much chance for elegant letter
writing. We were engaged on the third day of the fight at Gettysburg with a
battery of the enemy at long range. It was opposite the left of our line where
the Cavalry was fighting. Tell Mama to write to L. for me if she is not with
you and until we halt for a day or two at least you may not expect to hear much
or often from me. Give my best love to dearest Mama and L. and little F.
Good-bye dear Papa and believe me as ever,
Your affectionate
son,
Halsey.
SOURCE: Louise Wigfall Wright, A Southern Girl in
’61, p. 140
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