Camp Near Falmouth V.A. Feby 21st 1863 My Loved Mary. Two evenings agone I wrote you. What words I used I know not. What thoughts those words were to convey are ever present to my mind.
Camp of Instruction First Reg. U.S.S.S. Washington Mar. 12th 1862 My Own Mary. I run the guard the fore part of the evening and went to the city so could not write and after getting back found we had got to take a days trump some where. and I would not have time to write to-morrow.
Camp of Instruction Berdans U.S.S.S. Washington D.C. Jan. 14th 1862 My Dearly Loved Mary, Last night brought too me Another of you ever loved and welcome messages they are anxiously watched for eagerly read and while reading my mind in imagination sees those fingers as they trace those loving lines.
Camp of Instruction Berdans U.S.S.S. Washington D.C. Dec. 25th 1861 My own Dear Mary; Christmas eve 1861, I try to pierce through a thousand miles of distance to see what my Mary is doing, and how she enjoys herself. but I can only guess and guess she is writing to me.
Washington D.C. Sept 17th 1861 Dear Mary: “Across the Potomac” Hurrah! that is the order for tomorrow we go over for a few days the Col. and then come back but when we get over we dont come back very soon you may depend that we will have a big fight before this month is out.