(No 50) 
Duvallis Bluffs Ark.  November 3rd 1864
  Dear Wife:  Here I am, surrounded by a gloomy atmosphere and somewhat low in spirits.  I have received no letters from my loved one since yours of Oct 6th received while at the mouth of White Riv. near three weeks ago.  I have no letter from any one since. (except on buisness) and this is decidedly the poorest place to get news, we have ever been in.  Why I'm afraid if, they keep us here and the war should close sudenly that we would be forgotten and left out in the cold.  Now Mary you must allow me to growl a little to day under such a multiplicity of evils.  Then too I was roused up early and sent out with a detail of fifty-four men to work on a fort, and kept out after it had been raining all morning, the men growling biterly.  The Capt in command finally relieved us.  But it is still raining a little and the wind is surging up through the almost leafless and faded forest. Some of our men have been over to Little Rock.  They say it is a fine place, and the Soldiers are well provided with winter qrs.  I suppose that you will have read in the newspapers long before this reaches you any war news I might send you.  There is a "Camp rumor" that Gen Davidson has moved on and captured Tyler in Texas, and released over 2,000 Union prisiners and armed them.  It is a great feat if the news is correct.  There are two men of our Co now with us having been exchanged, taken from us in Texas, that were taken to Tyler and kept in the "Stockade".  They give horid accounts of the way the rebels treat our men there.  It makes my blood boil to think of such indignities offered to the true friends of our country, God grant that their release is sure.  I heard from Cyrus a few days ago but have no letter from him since the 24th of Aug, he was well, and the Regiment was going (it was thought) to Nashville.  If you will direct your letters via Nashville they will reach him.  I wrote to him last night.  I would recommend you to write to him often, I think that his negligence is owing to the fact that he cannot write a good hand
