Camp Sheridan’s Army between Charlestown and
Winchester, August 30, 1864.
Dearest: — A lucky day. A big mail — letters (all of July) from you, Uncle, Mother, soldiers, their wives, fathers, etc., etc., and newspapers (all July) without end. So I must write short replies. . . .
We are slowly (I think) pushing the enemy back up the Valley. We have some fighting, but no general engagement. Sheridan’s splendid cavalry does most of the work. Heretofore, we (the infantry, especially [the] First and Second Brigades) have had to do our own work and that of the cavalry also. Now, if anything, the cavalry does more than its share. It is as if we had six or eight thousand such men as Captain Gilmore’s; only better drilled. A great comfort this. Indeed, this is our best month.
The men are fast getting their Kanawha health and spirits back, now that we are rid of Hunter, hard marching night and day, and nothing to eat.
The paymaster, Major Wallace (he inquires after Mrs. Hayes of course), has found us at last. The color-company of [the] Twenty-third is Twelfth men — a fine company of veterans. The color-sergeant is Charles W. Bendel of Maysville, Kentucky, of the Twelfth. He loves the flag as if he thought it his sweetheart — kisses it, fondles it, and bears it proudly in battle,
I hope things turn out so I can be with you about the time you would like me to be at home. Perhaps they will. Love to all.
Affectionately ever, your
R.
Mrs. Hayes.
