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Sunday, December 14th 1862
Dear...
Sunday, December 14th 1862
Dear Thomas,
We are all well here at the hospital. I am hoping that my letter finds you the same. The other nurses and I have found the hospital quite all right, albeit a bit understaffed and in need of simple supplies. A colleague I met on my travels here has fallen under the weather, I suspect dysentery. A nasty disease, I remember from when my Papa had fallen ill with dysentery a few years prior. I find myself a bit worried for my mother. She was quite vexed when I announced I was volunteering my nursing services to the Union. I am her youngest daughter, you see, and I am sure she did not want to see me depart, and so close YuleTide.
I see these wounded men laying in these sick beds, and my heart hurts to think that these men could possibly be you. I pray and pray that you will come out of this war alive and well, so we can be married at last. I long to be at home with you, surrounded by holly and spiced rum, with a fire roaring in the hearth and the smell of a lovely large evergreen.
My mother had sent word that your mother is doing quite well. It seems that her pregnancy is progressing very steadily. I am sure your father is hoping for another boy, but if I may say, I am praying that you will have a baby sister, your mother’s first daughter if I am not mistaken. I pray that your mother stays healthy and maintains her strength for her childbed.
I am glad that I am here to help nurse these men back to health, but if I may say, it is quite draining. The only thing that keeps me going is the remembrance of your glorious smile and the sound of your laughter. I so long to hear your voice again. For now, I have comfort in knowing that you are fighting for a noble cause and that there is a little hope that we may see each other again. Hopefully soon. Please stay well for me, and write back soon.
With so much love,
Florence Mae.
Sunday, December 14th 1862
Dear Thomas,
We are all well here at the hospital I am hoping that my letter finds you the same The other nurses and I have found the hospital quite all right, albeit a bit understaffed and in need of simple supplies A colleague I met on my travels here has fallen under the weather, I suspect dysentery A nasty disease, I remember from when my Papa had fallen ill with dysentery a few years prior I find myself a bit worried for my mother She was quite vexed when I announced I was volunteering my nursing services to the Union I am her youngest daughter, you see, and I am sure she did not want to see me depart, and so close YuleTide
I see these wounded men laying in these sick beds, and my heart hurts to think that these men could possibly be you I pray and pray that you will come out of this war alive and well, so we can be married at last I long to be at home with you, surrounded by holly and spiced rum, with a fire roaring in the hearth and the smell of a lovely large evergreen
My mother had sent word that your mother is doing quite well It seems that her pregnancy is progressing very steadily I am sure your father is hoping for another boy, but if I may say, I am praying that you will have a baby sister, your mother’s first daughter if I am not mistaken I pray that your mother stays healthy and maintains her strength for her childbed
I am glad that I am here to help nurse these men back to health, but if I may say, it is quite draining The only thing that keeps me going is the remembrance of your glorious smile and the sound of your laughter I so long to hear your voice again For now, I have comfort in knowing that you are fighting for a noble cause and that there is a little hope that we may see each other again Hopefully soon Please stay well for me, and write back soon
With so much love,
Florence Mae
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