14th. Still on shipboard but near Fortress Monroe.
Lilly's wedding day. Miles of friends — little children's voices
— church bells — sweet thoughts. I shall feast to-day for all that though, on
hard tack and salt horse with a quinine pill by way of dessert. So goes the
world.
Good-bye, my dear Mother. Blessings on you all.
Lovingly,
Will.
SOURCE: William Chittenden Lusk, Editor, War Letters
of William Thompson Lusk, p. 165
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