DEAR SISTER:

I take my pen in hand "away down in Dixie" to let you know that I am

still alive and well. What the next few days may bring forth, however,

I can't tell you. I intend to keep the ball moving as lively as

possible, and have only been detained here from the fact that the

Tennessee is very high and has been rising ever since we have been

here, overflowing the back land and making it necessary to bridge it

before we could move.--Before receiving this you will hear by

telegraph of Fort Donelson being attacked.--Yesterday I went up the

Tennessee River twenty odd miles, and to-day crossed over near the

Cumberland River at Fort Donelson.--Our men had a little engagement

with the enemy's pickets, killing five of them, wounding a number,

and, expressively speaking, "gobbling up" some twenty-four more.

If I had your last letter at hand I would answer it. But I have not

and therefore write you a very hasty and random letter, simply to let

you know that I believe you still remember me. Whilst writing I am

carrying on a conversation with my Staff and others.

Julia will be with you in a few days and possibly I may accompany her.

This is barely possible, depending upon having full possession of the

line from Fort Henry to Fort Donelson, and upon being able to quit for

a few days without retarding any contemplated movement. This would not

leave me free more than one day however.

You have no conception of the amount of labor I have to perform. An

army of men all helpless, looking to the commanding officer for every

supply. Your plain brother, however, has as yet no reason to feel

himself unequal to the task, and fully believes that he will carry on

a successful campaign against our rebel enemy. I do not speak

boastfully but utter a presentiment. The scare and fright of the

rebels up here is beyond conception. Twenty three miles above here

some were drowned in their haste to retreat, thinking us such vandals

that neither life nor property would be respected. G.J. Pillow

commands at Fort Donelson. I hope to give him a tug before you receive

this.

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