Camp Union, Tuesday, December 17, A. M., 1861.
Dearest: — I can't let
another chance slip without a letter to show you I am thinking of you.
Still lovely
weather. Rode to the scene of the naval expedition on this side of New River, a
romantic place.
I send this by
Lieutenant Kennedy's father. He brought from Bellefontaine gloves, socks,
blankets, and shirts — enough and to spare all around — for Captain Canby's
company. I get something every time anything comes.
We are in glorious
trim now. Some of the companies still lack comforts, but we drill with life.
The paymaster is here and it is white days with us.
The Rebels are
getting sick of it. Nobody but Jenkins holds out in all this country. Rebel
soldiers come and give up their arms, etc.
Dearest,
good-night. Love to all the boys and Grandma. . . . I do hope you will get along well. You
shall keep Dr. Joe till the trouble is over.
Affectionately,
R. B. Hayes.
Mrs. Hayes.
SOURCE: Charles Richard Williams, editor, Diary and
Letters of Rutherford Birchard Hayes, Volume 2, p. 161
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