My Dearest I have much to comfort me that the world knows not of, I have a hope that that in that upper & better Kingdom that I may wear a Crown that will outshine the gaudy trapings of military etiquete.  The sun may shine behind the clouds. so God may amid aparant frowns be hiding a smiling face.  Since writing the above I have been out to roll call.  We have Just received an order to march in the morning at 8 oclock with 5 days rations of sugar & coffee in our haversacks, our crackers are to be hauled & we are to forage for our meat.  We have to pack our knapsacks, guns & equipage &c. we have the promise that we may pick up teams to haul our things, when we get through I will tell you how we got along.  We will have to leave some who are not able to carry their burdens.  I feel able to carry mine.  I must say here that the drums have beat for bed time & am writing verry fast, so that it may be difficult for you to read what I am writing, I am out of paper & the Sutler has none.  I have neither paper, envelopes or a stamp, could you send me 2 or 3 stamps in each
