Camp in the Field      

10 mile N.E. of Vicksburg     

Dec. 20^th 1863

 

My Own Darling Annie:—

            Another Sabbath has come and I can not bear the idea of letting it pass without writing you at at least a short letter.

 

            I can think of nothing to write you that would be of interest except that I am tolerable well and still cherish the fond hope that a kind Providence will so order events as to bring me back to you soon.

 

            I endeavor with all the prowess I am possessed of to be patient and quietly wait until things come round, but I must confess that my stock of patience sometimes becomes entirely exhausted and at such times I wish I had staid at home while I was there at and let them dispose of me as they might have seen proper. But I must not discourage you my darling by such gloomy thoughts as these. I know you have enough of them. I am not without some happy moments even here. When I think of you my darling wife and look forward to the time when I can again have a quiet and peaceful home of my own, blest by your society and influence I / can not be entirely without hope. Such thoughts produce a thrill of joy I can not resist if I would and I often think that I ought not to complain if I have to endure a few months of sepparation from you if our health is only preserved. This is my greatest anxiety in regard to you my dear. Be careful, and let us still be hopeful darling. God has blest us in the past, let us still trust Him. The mail goes out in a few moments and I must close. I will write again in a day or two.

           

Ever Most Affectionately Yours

George

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