Rossville, Illinois. Sept. 6th 1864.  My Dear Husband;  I have been waiting to get a letter from you before writing again, as you were ordered away just as you were finishing your letter, and it is now two weeks since I received the last, and about six since it was written, I am getting anxious about you for six weeks is a long time; O! when will this suspense end, when I can have my husband at home, with no cruel for threatening to rob my life of its light!  One more step has been gained towards the overthrow of this great rebellion; Atlanta is certainly ours, and probably Mobile.  Then Richmond, and we hope to soon see a termination of hostilities when all, no not all, our weary, war worn soldiers can return to their homes, thrice dearer to them now; that will be a day of great sadness as well as joy to many, - the light of whose lives and homes have gone out on the battle field; who return not to receive the blessings of friends, but have gone on before to their great reward. I am enjoying the best of health; and as you see at Rossville; I returned last night from a visit of two day at Lucy Yorks, Mary, John, and I went over last Friday, it is fifty miles south East of this, and a long fifty it seemed to us, riding all that distance on a board in a wagon, going there in a day; it raind very hard Sunday night, and the
