To: ANNIE ADAMS FIELDS January 26, [1863], Wheeling[1]
I know you will forgive me, dear Annie for not writing sooner. I’ve abandoned mail—to be fitted and inspected and looked at by women with mouths full of pins[2] and me eye shut, and I’m tired of…
To ANNIE ADAMS FIELDS
August 28, [1862], Wheeling
My dear Annie
Your letter did me so much good the other day. These are sad lonesome days for us here. The war is surging up close about us. O Annie if I could put into your and every true woman’s…
