Henry H. Hill to Luvenia Hill, 29 October 1862
Camp Jeffords Oct 29 1862
My Dear wife after my best respects to you I drop you a few lines wich will in form you that I am well at present hoping that these few lines may find you well and children well Pah is so sorrow to hear that his darling little Henry is so sick but if it is the will of god to take him I can but say thy will be done my dear if it should die you mite have it buried in the yard by the lot fence under them swet gum trees My Dear I am sory to hear that you make your self so uneasy about me that you cant sleep it is a grate truble to me to hear that my dear is uneasy about me do my darling take care of your self and Pahs little ones I hope that our little one may get well again But if it is the will of god to take it it will only be the better off and go to heaven a head of ous do my Dear if it does dont fret Remember that it is gods and not ours we must try to meet it where parting will be no more May god send his comforting angel to comfort my darling wife I can call you a wife in deed I feel that my hart is so full that I cant rite what what I want to write my dear send Mrs Lemucks money to her by Cuff Put him to split rails
you will have to do the best you can tel I come home I will try and come home the first chance I can make the sergeant major wants to get of soon to get danel from mah if he dose not get off I must try and slip of when I go on picket But I wont say when that will be for fear of disappointing my dear one Pah wants to see you all mity bad he will make evry effort that he can to get off soon I sent word to willis to come out a while in my place I dont now whether he will do it or not thou I think the war will stop by Janu Push up old Cuff tel I come home I wil try and make some arrange ments about him get James to go down to old Stepen Ackermans and get the leather to make the shoes I got it from dady Ackerman I will try and make them my self it is at stepen Ackermans house we kill 49 yankeys ded on the field and they caried of over 200 hundred of them ded we only lost 65 men do my dear dont be uneasy about me I will take good care of my self I must come to a close by putting you in the hands of god who is able to take care of my darling ones at home dont listen to any thing you hear about giving up this part of the country it is lies
H.H.Hill
8475
DATABASE CONTENT
(8475) | DL1411.015 | 118 | Letters | 1862-10-29 |
Tags: Anxiety, Children, Death (Military), Home, Homesickness, Illnesses, Money, Nature, Picket Duty, Religion, Rumors, Sadness
People - Records: 2
- (3098) [writer] ~ Hill, Henry H.
- (3100) [recipient] ~ Hill, Luvenia
Places - Records: 1
SOURCES
Henry H. Hill to Luvenia Hill, 29 October 1862, DL1411.015, Nau Collection