June 7, 1864
My dear Lt. Anderson,
I trust this finds you well and enjoying the new weather we have had as of late. I am not certain if you received my last letter thanking you for the package you sent me. I have not had a chance to enjoy everything in it, but will soon.
I am beside myself as posting letters has been a bit of a strain these weeks past. I have been busier than a cat in a room full of rocking chairs and short of paper and ink.
My recent travels have brought me to be much too close to this terrible war and the horrors it is offering. Most recently, I have had to assist much too close to the fighting in a field hospital. How dreadful a place. I fear I shall never get the blood stains off of my hands.




