N. Stonington April 22^nd 1865

My own Dear Court—

Since writing last I have received a letter from you, was good to learn that you are still at Richmond. hope you will not have to leave there to fight. I was glad that you had got my letters, for now you know that I did not forget you. glad too that your health is better. I have been to church to-day and up to Mothers and am now at home again. how I wish Court was here now. It is very lonesome, blowing terribly, going to storm I guess. but if you were here my Darling I would not be lonesome. I don’t believe anything could ever make me lonesome if my Court was with me

I don’t suppose they have got the murderer of the President yet. I wish they might I heard they offer one hundred thousand dollars for his recovery.

I wish you might come home by the time cherries are ripe. if you were you would be home at the anniversary of our wedding day, but I am afraid you will not now. I wish I could be with you in your little house and cook for you. I guess we would have things about right Do you suppose you will have to fight any more? I am afraid you will. I do want to get a letter from you written since Lincoln’s death. I want to know what you think about it. There is no news to write. It is very dull times around here now Not Lyceum nor Singing school/and I guess we shall not have any meetings before long, for there is a fuss in the church and Elder Weaver is going away, but I don’t care it does not interest me much though I suppose it ought to. He preached his farewell sermon to-day. They most all cried but me. it would take more than so trivial a thing as that to make me cry. They cannot shed a tear for Lincoln’s death or for their country any way but they can cry about that foolish little thing. This church does act the foolishest of any I ever heard of. I don’t suppose that what I am writing interests you Darling, but really I cannot I can write anything interesting to-day. In such a dull place as this there is nothing to write about, but you will know that/I have not forgotten you and that I love you just the same as ever. I have been writing to Almira to-day. Mother Stanton is going to Paul’s to-morrow. wish you was here to stay with me but what is the use in wishing.

                        Good-bye Darling. I will try and write a better letter next time. Write soon.

                                                                                                Mary L. Stanton