N. Stonington Oct 11^th 1864

            My Dear Court—

I received your letter of the 5^th last night and was very glad to hear that you was not with the regiment during the late battle. I have been troubled about you ever since I heard they were fighting. but I am thankful that you are all safe now, hope you will not be well enough to go to the Reg. until they get through fighting, not because I want you to be sick, but I think you will be safer if you are a little sick than in battle. Everyone says you culd get your discharge if you have the Fever & Ague/but I guess you would if you could. I wish you might, but that would be too good, I am afraid you will not be so fortunate. I think those boys were very brave, that went into the fort. I guess if you had been with them you would have gone too.

I wrote you last Wednesday, the next day I went with Sam Avery’s wife visiting down to Deacon Geer’s. Last Sunday I went to church and to singing school in the evening to Dea. York’s. They have them Sunday evenings now. the next one is going to be here. I wish my Darling Court could be home. Aunt Abby, Abbie Esther and Almira came down to Paul’s Saturday night and staid until the next afternoon. Paul came down after Mother Sunday morning and she went up there and staid until they went home/

            Ben’s folks are all coming down next Saturday night.—They have commenced to have the Debates again I have not attended any yet. Sam Avery went to a McClellen “mass meeting” last Thursday to Norwich, came home sick, is better now. I read a letter that you wrote to Dick Wheeler last Saturday. Hosea’s folks are all sick with the Diptheria except Hosea and Frank Nobody dare go in there for fear of taking of it. Mary is going to have a young-one and she has “took to flooding” and she is scared to death. “Fena” goes down to the window and tells her what to do. Collins is doctoring her. Mary, Susan, and “Barb” all were sick in one bed, and “Clarine” and said “Lordy! them children must be put into another bed, for spose she should have the young one and they right in the bed.”/The doctor said to day they must have another bed, so Mother sent down your cot bedstead, who ever saw such calculation? I want you to burn this letter for fear some one will read it. News come the other day in the paper that John Dunham was dead but I don’t know whether it is so or not—probably it is.

Ed saw John Babcock the Post Office clerk at Westerly the other day, and he asked him if Court Stanton married his sister. Ed told him yes, and he said you was a likely fellow, he wanted to know how long you had been to war, &c.

I don’t know what more to write that will interest you I’d give a thousand dollars to see you to night I wish you was here to sleep with me to night. it is most bedtime and quite cold. Did you ever see such looking writing for heaven’s sake burn this letter. I will try to write better next time.

Mother sends her love to you and I will never cease to love my darling darling Court. Write very often and be of good cheer “the time is drawing nigh” Take care of your self and get discharged if you possibly can                  Your own

                                                                                                “Mamie”

                        Burn this