Near Oxford.
Pleasant and sunny. Health never better. Lost my needle book, very sorry. Received
three days' mail; had two papers and a letter from home.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd
Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 19
Near Oxford.
Pleasant and sunny. Health never better. Lost my needle book, very sorry. Received
three days' mail; had two papers and a letter from home.
SOURCE: Jenkin Lloyd
Jones, An Artilleryman's Diary, p. 19
Last night I got a little box from home. That I may never forget a single thing in it I'll put them right down now. On top was a New York Sun, next a dear little letter from Jane. A little package of tea, a bottle of Arnold's Balsam, a pipe, a comb (wish it had been a fine tooth comb), a little hand looking-glass, a spool of thread, a lot of buttons, a good lead pencil, a pair of scissors, a ball of soap, half a paper of pins, a darning needle and a small needle, a steel pen and way down in the bottom a little gold locket which made the tears come. God bless the dear ones at home. How thoughtful and how kind of them to think of so many things, and all useful, too.
SOURCE:
Lawrence Van Alstyne, Diary of an Enlisted Man, p. 90