Maryland Heights

Sunday Night June 28^th 1863

 

My Dear Mary

                        I wrote you last night thinking that we would leave here at 6 Oclock this morning but for some reason or other the order was countermanded and we are still here and dont know when we will leave or that we will leave at all. We expected to go into Hookers Army. I dont think now that we will be moved from here for some time though we may. as to the Rebs taking these heights you may tell their friends that it cant be done—at any rate if / they ever do get up here they will leave many thousands of their friends lying dead in the valley. The only blood which has been shed here yet was that of three little spring chickens we had in a coop fattening. We slaughtered them last night and dined sumptuously on them today. We have no news which it is proper to publish, as the papers say, but there certainly will be news published before many days and I hope & believe that it will be good news. We have so often been grievously disappointed heretofore that I am afraid to expect much yet I cant but think / that our prospects will very soon be at least brighter than they now seem to be. The further the Rebs go north the worse it is for them. I am only afraid they will not go very far but hope they will go at least to Harrisburg. The Chaplain is in a great way about their being in Carlile and is anxious to be led against them at once. Dont be troubled about the seeming success of the Rebels. Our home Rebs are no doubt greatly rejoiced at it but perhaps they may have cause for sorrow sooner than they expect it.

 

            It was a Captain Manderly who was wounded at / Martinsburg—no relation to you I presume. write to me every day dear Mother—I am very, very glad to get your letters every day. I will write you as often as I can, every day whist we remain here, but it would not astonish me if we are moving about a good deal all summer and in that case I will not be able to write every day—dont be troubled if when you dont get a letter but rest assured that I would have written if I could. give my love to the girls and Billy. have you had plenty of rain and how are the chickens &c &c? If you have heard any thing about political affairs let me know it. good night darling—

 

                                                Your affectionate Husband

                                                                        W. H. Dallain

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