Cav. Depot Near City Point Va

                                                                                                            Mar 24^th /65

 

Dear Father

                                                                                    I received your letter to day that you wrote last sunday it found me well you wrote that George Hutchins wrote to W. Nat Freeman that I was thretened with a fever.

 

            I will tell you how it was while George was stoping with me for two or three days I was sick my stomach got foul but I got some Pills and they helped me.

 

we are having nice weather now only it is very windy I expect the Army is getting underway to move soone to day they are having a Grand Review of the w hold Army I heared this morning that Old Abe and his Wife & Daughter & good many others from Washington went out to the front. I think the Rebels will give in if we have Success in the next Battle it is the mind of a great many out here that the Rebs will lay down there Armes by may. it is lonesome here now for Moulton & Hutchins has gon to the front they went yesterday. about every man went out of Dismounted Camp the number was about Twelve Hundred.

 

Father you must consider how well of & comfortable I am to what some others is I am out of all the danger of fighting and I think I can keep out of it you must relize how much safer I am ware here then I should be if I was with the Regiment the same as the other Boys is liable to go into a fight any day.

 

that was a false reporte about that stame Boat being destroyed. I have not much to write this time I wrote a letter to you the first of the week./

 

I would not try to saw night & day for you cant hold out so long keep up good courage & dont try to do to much work I must draw to a close hoping this will find you well and all the rest

 

                                                good by

                                                            from Your Affection

                                                Son W. H. Woodward

 

Dear Sister Lizzie

I will write a few lines to you as I write the wind is blowing hard it is in the afternoon I began this letter soon as I get my Dinner

 

for Dinner I had Rosted Potatoes butter & bread & tea Salt Fish I mis All very much he use to come and see me most every day and I used to go and see him I have a nigger that comes in once in a while I have a good deal of fun with him his name is Dick. tell Mary I got that letter that had the Receipt in & I will/write to her some other time

 

give my best respects to all the folks I wrote a letter to Lowell the other day he is a poor hand to spell. write soon

 

                                                yours with love

                                                                        Lizzie

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