“While I am writing, heavy cannonading is going on close to us but I don’t know what it is”

 

New Camp, No name

[Monday,] October 26, 1863

 

Dear Clarinda,

 

I am well at present and hope these few lines will find you all the same.  We left our camp at New Baltimore late on Saturday afternoon and marched 4 or 5 miles through mud and rain and halted for the night.  Next day was Sunday, we started in the afternoon and marched about a mile to a new camp where we now are with 8 days rations on hand.

 

While I am writing, heavy cannonading is going on close to us but I don’t now what it is.  The Orderly just told me that there was a mail going out at 5 o’clock, so I am writing this in a great hurry in order to get it in the next mail.

 

Hoping this may find you all well as it leaves me.  I remain, your loving husband until death.  Kiss the little ones for me.  My love to all.

 

In great haste,

P.L. Dumont