I received your
letter of the 3d inst. this morning. You express regret that I do not receive
your letters. I do receive them regularly, but you evidently do not receive
mine.
We are still in
"statu quo," the two armies confronting each other. I expect you know
as much about the situation—or more-than I do, for, although we are right here,
we know nothing unless we see the newspapers. I sent a telegram to Father on
the 7th inst. from Orange Court House that my brother Billie had passed through
the battle of the Wilderness safe.
We left there late
that afternoon for Spottsylvania. I went over part of the battlefield as we
were leaving, and saw that the Yankees had not taken time to bury their dead
except behind their breastworks. We had no breastworks as far as I could see.
In hurrying on we double-quicked much of the way. I understand that the dead
are very thick on the battlefield near this place.
The weather cleared
off yesterday, but it looks like rain again to-day. I never was more tired of
rain. We all still have plenty to eat.
