One Hundred Miles South of the Potomac,
Harrisonburg, Virginia, September 27, 1864.
Dearest: — We have left the further pursuit of Early’s broken army to cavalry and small scouting parties. We are resting near a beautiful town like Delaware. We suspect our campaigning is over and that we shall ultimately go back towards Martinsburg.
It has been a most fortunate and happy campaign for us all I mean, for all who are left! For no one more so than for me. My command has been second to none in any desirable thing. We have had the best opportunity to act and have gone through with it fortunately.
My chief anxiety these days is for you. I hope soon to hear that your troubles are happily over. — Much love to the dear ones and oceans for yourself.
Affectionately ever, your
R.
Mrs. Hayes.
