Chattanooga Tenn

April 22^nd/65

 

My dear. My affectionate Wife.

 

I would prove unkind, and unworthy of your fond affection if I did not improve this leasure hour in writeing a line to cheer your lonely Heart.

 

Permit me then, dearest One to unbosom my heart and pour forth the tenderness I feel for one so kind & good. I call up in my lonely (and somtimes sleepless) hours the fond remembrences of our youthful days and O! how sweet are those fond reccollections /

 

It seems but yesterday that we first met and spoke burning words of that Love which has made our life a Pleasure notwithstanding the sorrows we have known. Let us draw scenes of perfect bliss (Nannie) in contemplateing the future as we enjoy the happy reccollections of the passed. What would I have been, had you not lived to walk with me, the uneaven paths of life.—Perhapse I might have been a lonely wanderer unloved and no one to love Yes! no one to love, none to caress None to receive, this hearts tenderness I thank God for such a kind and affectionate companion as you have proved to be, a friend in prosperity, and in adversity faithful, and Good / and as I may have written before, our sepperation for this long, long time, has increased my regard. and Our dear ones help to strenghen my passionate Love for my Nannie

 

            I am now writeing what I feel and feel what I now write. The dearest earthly Idol of my Heart is! My far off lonely Wife.—

 

            I am quite hopeful that the happy time is not far distant when I can return to your fond embrace and receive those Kisses you have in store for your Soldier. May God speed the hour and keep you safe, is my constant Prayer

 

Then be cheerful and light hearted: Always looking on the bright side of the

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            I have almost filled my sheet, not knowing I had written so much—

 

            Please caress for me those I left with you

 

            O! kiss them fondly for my sake, and especially my Baby Burnside

 

            Nan a tear will come occasionally and I must cease. Beleive me yours, and, Only

                        Yours.

                                                                                                            LC.Warren

 

To his Nannie & Babies

                                                Good By

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