Letter written by Henry Welch, corporal in the 123rd New York Volunteer Infantry Regiment, Company K, to his mother from Morrisson, Tennessee, March 15, 1864
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NASHVILLE
TEN (Tennessee)
(Nashville, Tennessee)
MAR [date unclear]
Received March 22nd 1864
Mrs.
Phebe
Welch
(Welch, Luther (Mrs., Phebe))
North Hebron
Washington Co.
N.Y (New York)
Morrisson (Morrison) (Morrison, Tennessee) , March 15th 1864. My Dear Mother (Welch, Luther (Mrs., Phebe)) .
I take my pen this morning to write a
few lines to you, its been quite
awhile
since I have written home you must
forgive me for not writeing (writing) oftener for
I write every chance that I get, when we
first
came out here we had nothing
to write with. but we have got our
knapsacks now and we can write
more letters. I am in the best of
health
and enjoying myself very much we are
out scouting over the
country a good deal
two of us took our guns and went six
miles and
back the other day, we had
a good time. I have not seen a guerilla
since we come out here. I think they
are scarce. we move about one
mile
every day. so you see that we do not lay
still long at a time. I
am going to Tullahona (Tullahoma) (Tullahoma, Tennessee)
today as train guard I will mail this letter
at that place.
Mother (Welch, Luther (Mrs.,
Phebe)) I come pretty near
coming home this winter
on a furlough
so near that I did not come
my furlough was made out and the
Colonel signed it and it was sent
to Brigade headquarters but the General
sent them all back saying that
he could grant no furloughs under
existing order's, Larmon (Larmon) had one
sent in at the same time, we felt
pretty nice for a few day's but we
were sadly disapointed (disappointed). just our luck
I suppose that John (John) and Father (Welch, Luther) are
chopping wood now day's and everything
moving after the old style. I can almost
see how things look around the old
home where I spent my boyish days.
little did I then think that I would now
be following the rough and dangerous life
of a soldier. Philo (Philo) has not got to the regt.
yet. the boys from Hebron (Hebron, New York) are all well.
the weather is warm and quite pleasant.
I send my love to you and all the
family. write soon good bye from your son Henry Welch (Welch, Henry)