A letter from my dear little Jimmy! How glad I am, words
could not express. This is the first since he arrived in England, and now we
know what has become of him at last. While awaiting the completion of the
ironclad gunboat to which he has been appointed, like a trump he has put
himself to school, and studies hard, which is evident from the great
improvement he already exhibits in his letter. . . .
My delight at hearing from Jimmy is overcast by the bad news
Lilly sends of mother's health. I have been unhappy about her for a long while;
her health has been wretched for three months; so bad, that during all my long
illness she has never been with me after the third day. I was never separated
from mother for so long before; and I am homesick, and heartsick about her.
Only twenty miles apart, and she with a shocking bone felon in her hand and
that dreadful cough, unable to come to me, whilst I am lying helpless here, as
unable to get to her. I feel right desperate about it. This evening Lilly
writes of her having chills and fevers, and looking very, very badly. So
Miriam started off instantly to see her. My poor mother! She will die if she
stays in Clinton, I know she will!
SOURCE: Sarah Morgan Dawson, A Confederate Girl's Diary, p.
326
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