Decatur, Ala., May 5, 1864.

Post Hospital. 

 

My Dear Mother:

                        Again I take my pen in hand to inform you of my whereabouts. Things are improving somewhat here. We have rather better fare, although there is still room for improvement. It would not surprise me however of the Hospital here should be broken up, and we sent to Nashville—a thing to be wished for. The condition of things here has come to the notice of others, and will be very apt to produce a reformation.

 

            I am gaining in strength, although but slowly. I take no medicine now, and am able to walk around, though not very briskly as yet. With good nourishing food, I think that one week would restore me to my / Regiment.

 

            The weather is beautiful here now. The days are warm and sunny and vegetation is rapidly progressing. In the garden connected with our Hospital roses are in bloom, and I plucked a ripe strawberry there to-day. From the porch in front of our room there is a fine view of the Tennessee River, and the woods along its banks are delightfully green.

 

            The rebels are still as saucy as ever here. Day before yesterday they attacked the pickets about 2 o'clock in the morning, and kept popping away for some time. I hardly think they will venture an attack, as the town is strongly fortified, and is by no means left defenseless for want of troops.

 

            I hardly think it worth a while to direct any letters here. Write about once a week and direct to the Regiment, at Chattanooga. Our Regiment will arrive there to-night. I suppose they will not stop there however, as they took 30 days rations with them.

                                                           

Your aff. Son,

George.

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