Beaufort, S. C. May 28th, 1862.
My dear Mother:
After 12 o'clock at night, and the certainty of a fatiguing
day to-morrow, to be followed still by days in which sleep will be but stingily
indulged in — so I must write briefly. At length a prospect is before us of active
service. The long dreamed of time has arrived, and the word "Onward to
Charleston" has been spoken. Unless a steamer arrives to-morrow from the
North, which shall utterly change all plans, on Friday we will make our start.
The same steamer that takes you this will likewise make known to you my fate. I
trust I may write you from Charleston. The plan of attack is Benham's. Hunter
only suffers it. Capt. Elliott is off to-night to destroy the railroad
communication between Charleston and Savannah. He is our principal dependence
when anything desperate is to be wisely done.
Multitudes of farewell kisses for yourself, sisters, the
little boys, and others claiming love, and the kindest remembrances to Hunt,
Tom, Walter, Horace, Sam and others.
Good-bye, dear Mother.
Affec'y.,
Will.
SOURCE: William Chittenden Lusk, Editor, War Letters
of William Thompson Lusk, p. 149
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