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Regiment: 1st Michigan Engineers
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Sunday afternoon
Chattanooga Tenn
Dear Oct 9th
Sister
How are you
to day and where are you
I should like to be with you
where ever you are. I am well
as ever and hope that you are
the same. It hasent been but
a little while since I wrote
to you but I have got to do
something to pass away time and
I dont know as I can occuppy
my time any better than writing
a few lines to you. It is
very pleasant here to day but
it is pretty cold. It is getting
to quite cold nights but we are
ready for it now. We fixed
up our tents yesterday afternoon
and built us a firstrate fire place
it seems like home to see us all setting
around the fire, that is if I
dont care what I say. I should
like to stay here all winter now
seen they have keep us here so long oh
met I wish that I could see you
a good while for I could tell
you more than I can ever write
I cant think of any more to
write just now, and I think I
shall get a letter from you to
day and I will wait and finish
my letter to night.
Tuesday evening. Well sis
I havent recd any letter
from you yet and I will
try and finish my letter
this evening. I have been
to work to day like the old
Harry but I dont fell
very bad not any worse
than usual and you know
that isent very bad. We
are going to be paid off
tomorrow after noon. I want
to have father get me a good
pair of gloves and send them
to me, for it is getting to
be quite cold weather and I
suppose that they are cheaper
up there than they are down
here well I think that
you will be well if you
can read this pack of
nonsence so I will close
[ ? ] if you have no
objection and I think that
you wont, when you have
read it if you have write
and let me know very soon
from you Brother Sabin
Sabin Hutchins
[On Envelope:]
Trip Lightly.
Trip lightly over trouble;
Trip lightly over wrong;
We only make grief doubte,
by dwelling on it long
Why clasp woe’s hand so tightly?
Why sigh o’er Blossoms dead?
Why cling to torms unsightly?
Why not seek joy instead?
Trip lightly over sorrow,
Though all the day be dark,
The sun may shine to-morrow,
And gaily sing the lark;
Fair hope has not departed,
Though roses may have fled,
Then never be down-hearted,
But look for joy instead.
Trip lightly over sadness,
Stand not to rail at doom,
We’ve pearls to string, of gladness,
On this side of the tomb;
Whilst stars are nightly shining,
And heaven is overhead;
Encourage not repining,
But look for joy instead
1864
Miss Mariette Hutchins
Berling
Ottawa Co
Michigan
