Merrill, Simeon B. – March 19, 1864

Michigan Civil War Collection


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Regiment: 5th Michigan Infantry Battles Mentioned: Historical Figures: 1st Division Hospital near       1864 Brandy Station Virginia March 19th Dear Wife To day is the 19th day of March In the year eighteen sixty four I have written three times to you this month And am a going to write more I am here in the Hospital yet And fell quite content I think I had as lives be here As with my Regiment Although I have drilled but one day I know that I nead to be drilling But I could not do it now If I felt ever so willing My apetite is very good And keeps a getting better My limbs are weak but it strengthens them Every time that I get a letter We have three nurses in our Ward They are very fine chaps And when you ask for any thing They are always on their taps Virginia soil I do not like It is clay and as red as you please And every time we have a rain The mud is up to our knees If they would give me a dozen farms here I vow I would not take them For there is not a fence that you can see And no timber for to make them You know I am down in Dixies Land The land that we sing about But I had rather be on my little farm A digging out the grubs out Maybe you think that I am home sick But I am not I swon But I had rather be at home A piling up the stone I do not like the Country here And I think that I never can And I have not seen a state yet That compares with Michigan My writing it is very poor That you can plainly see But I have no other place to write Except upon my knee I sent to you a certificate That I received from Captain Rose If you have received it all safe You will let me know I suppose Give my best respects to our Fathers and our Mothers Reserve enough for you and Fred And some for the Brothers It is almost dinner time I must hurry and get through I hope by the time that you get this I shall get one from you This from you Boy of the Michigan 5th Who enlisted his country to free He is high private in rear rank And belongs to Company G This from your affectionate husband S. B. Merrill 5th Michigan Infantry Company G Washington D. C Write to me often Write to me very often Write to me very soon Letters to me are dearer Than loveliest flowers in June They are affections torches Lighting of friendships lamp Flittering around the heart strings Like fire flies in the damp Write to me very often Write in joyous morn Or get the close of evening When all the day is gone Then when the stars are beaming Bright on the azure sky When through the fading forest Coldly the wild winds sigh Draw up thy little Clost to the fire and write Write to me earley in the morning Or write to me late at night Write to me very often Letters are links that bind Truthfull hearts to each other Fettering mind to mind Living to kindly spirits Lasting and true delight If you would strengthen friendship Never forget to write [On Envelope:] Mrs Julia Merrill Fowlerville Livingston Co Michigan