I am getting very anxious to hear from you and George.

_Between Front Royal and Winchester, Va.,

June 21, 1863._

We are in the Valley of Virginia again and are now within ten miles

of Winchester. You cannot imagine how delighted the Valley people are

at our appearance. The ladies wave their handkerchiefs from every

little farmhouse we pass and cheer us onward. Such sights are enough to

make anyone feel enthusiastic. As we marched through Front Royal this

morning the people were in ecstasies and our bands played lively airs

for them, although it is Sunday.

In coming from Fredericksburg here we have taken a much shorter route

than the one we took in going from here to that place last fall.

Since we left Fredericksburg last week we have not traveled more than

one hundred miles, but we traveled 175 miles by the other route. We

camped on the top of the mountains last night. The night before we did

not go into camp until about ten o’clock, and then it began to rain

furiously. We were in an open grass field and so we had to stand up and

take it. It was a very heavy rain and the night was the worst I ever

experienced. I sat up the entire night on a rock and kept dry with an

oilcloth. Few men were so fortunate as to have so good a place to sit

on as a rock. I am willing to endure almost anything, or to be deprived

of almost everything, if we can have the pleasure of getting into

Pennsylvania and letting the Yankees feel what it is to be invaded.

Our army is very large now, and if we get into Maryland or Pennsylvania

and Hooker engages us you may be certain that he will be severely

whipped. General Lee and his army are bent on it. Our troops are in

fine health and I have never before seen them get along half so well

on a march. Not a man has given out since the rain. I believe they

will fight better than they have ever done, if such a thing could be

possible. I feel fine and have stood the march admirably. We have had

plenty of meat and bread to eat since we started, and I got some good

rich milk this morning at Front Royal.

From where I am writing this letter I can look around me and see one of

the most beautiful and fertile countries. I do wish you could see it.

My servant has gone to a farmhouse, and he stays so long that I believe

he is having something cooked.

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