Camp GriffinFeby 14th/62My Sweet Darling Wife.

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I just rec’d yr long letter that you wrote after going to Nashua I know darling I write to you oftener now: & for the reason that you may be sure & have a good time while away & because I have time to write them. I don’t like however that your good time should consist in entertaining young men, as it appears to there. I wish I loved you less; then I should not trouble you so much or be so particular. I love you so much now, that I worry all the time for fear I may lose a portion of your love for me, & I should rather lose my life by far. It would be a source of sweetest satisfaction to think that you would cherish memory of me should I fall in this war. I hope you will darling. It amuses me to have you speak of the extreme quietness at Mrs. A’s, & in the same letter tell your daily experience there. Please do not trifle

with me my darling wife. It will be better for your time to be honestly occupied so that you will not think of me very often for a few weeks to come. I hall write to you all I can for the present. I have just had a recitation of the officers, have one every night! The mud is fast disappearing. My health is good except a sore throat, not bad, but I have to exercise some care as the diptherea prevails & we have lost several cases. Floyd has been home & got married. Have just received a detail to be picquet officer to-morrow. hope my throat will be better in the morn. Dr Knight & Mr. Rice are my friends & I have been treated courteously by their families & if would not be disagreeable to you I should desire you to exhibit a well bred courtesy to their daughters, but do not inconvenience yourself any. Complete your visit, especially if Mrs. A. has been to the trouble of getting several young gentlemen there to entertain you. I must go to bed as it is late & I shall have to rise early. I would give everything to sleep in your blessed arms to-night, my own angel One night there is worth a life elsewhere. Please write some good letters.

Yr devoted husbandW. G. Veazey