Middletown, September 16, 1862.
Dear Mother: — It would make you very happy about me if you could see how pleasantly and comfortably I am cared for. Imagine Mrs. Wasson and two or three young ladies doing all in their power to keep me well nursed and fed, and you will get a good idea of my situation.
The worst period of my wound is now over. I am, when still, free from pain. A little boy, about Ruddy’s age, (eight or nine) named Charlie Rudy, sits by the window and describes the troops, etc., etc., as they pass. I said to him, “Charlie, you live on a street that is much travelled.” “Oh,” said he, “it isn’t always so, it’s only when the war comes.” Mrs. Rudy’s currant jellies remind me of old times in Delaware.
I hope Lucy will be able to come out to see me. At any rate, I shall probably come home and stay a few weeks when I shall see you. Thus far, the best of the fighting is with us. My regiment has lost largely but has been victorious. — Love to all.
Affectionately,
R.
Mrs. Sophia Hayes.
