Camp Near Summit Point, Virginia, September 13, 1864.
Dearest: — We have had heavy fall rains and are now having windy, cold fall weather. We are, however, very comfortably camped, clad, and fed.
No fighting of importance since the third. The enemy was still in our front yesterday morning. A division is now out feeling of their lines — the cannonading indicates that they have not all gone.
McClellan, I see, has written a pretty good war letter. I suspect it will make him trouble among the genuine copperheads. Mr. Lord declines running in the Second District and Mr. Butler is put in his place! I think both of them are good war men and that they do not differ much from me. A funny mix it is.
We have had two votes in this camp. The Thirteenth Virginia Colonel Brown, gave three hundred and seventy-five for Lincoln fifteen for McClellan. The Ninth Virginia two hundred and seventy for Lincoln, none (!) for McClellan. The platform and Pendleton destroys his chances in the army.
I dreamed about you and the boys last night. I hope you are as well as I thought you looked. . . . Love to all
Affectionately ever
R.
Mrs. Hayes.
