Monday Evening.
I did not finish my letter last night, as there was no mail
out. This will go to-morrow. It takes no news, except that Colonel Andrews
seems quite to have settled into a fever. The fever is by no means severe, but
it may drag slowly along. There is nothing dangerous in his condition, only to
be abed is not pleasant, and to be weak is miserable. I have got him very
pleasantly fixed, and he has the best care that we can give him. . . . . We have had drills today, and the
usual incidents of camp life. Our family is having a little measles, but is
otherwise well. We have fine, clear weather again, and a bright, hopeful new
moon.
SOURCE: Elizabeth Amelia Dwight, Editor, Life and
Letters of Wilder Dwight: Lieut.-Col. Second Mass. Inf. Vols., p. 137-8
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