CAMP HASTINGS,
Sunday, February 12, 1865.
DEAREST:— We reached
here after a pleasant journey Thursday evening on time. No important changes
here. The remnant of the unlucky Thirty-fourth is now in my camp to
be consolidated with the Thirty-sixth. General Duval is quite
unwell, and will go to Cincinnati to be treated for troubles
affecting his hearing. General Crook has had a ball. I send you a ticket. He
inquired after you all, particularly Webb and George. He is
in fine health and spirits. He has become a convert to negro soldiers
thinks them better than a great part of the sort we are now getting
It is cold,
windy, and snowy. My tent groans, squeaks, and flaps. The
sleeping is not so comfortable as in a house these days,
but is more refreshing and invigorating. The Shenandoah army is all
gone. Part of Nineteenth Corps is at Savannah; the Sixth at
Richmond and the most of ours. I had a brigade drill
yesterday. The regiments are full, and in fine condition. The First
Veterans (Twenty-third Regiment) are rather the crack men in
appearance. Major Carey has resigned.
Mrs. Comly is here, that is, in town. I have not yet seen her. The cars upset with her near Newark, but she kept on this way instead of going back home. Good stuff. — Love to all.
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