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Taylor Farm Suwannee Co.
June 29th 1862
My dear Husband,
I cannot express my disappointment yesterday afternoon, when I did not get a letter from
you. I cannot account for it, for it is the first Saturday that I have not a letter from you
My own Darling, although I do not think that it is through any neglect of yours. No
Darling I do not think that of you. This is the 29th it is a month today since I first wrote to
you in Mobile, and Darling this is the twelf[th] letter I have written to you. I hope that
you have got them. Mrs. Thomson has been here today and spent the day, and I am going
home with her. She wished to be remembered to you. Darling I cannot express how
lonesome it has been all day. Sunday are always [sic] long and lonesome days, any
how, but when you are away from me, it always seems [sic] so much longer. How I do
wish for the time to come when we shall once more together. Darling what would I give
to be with you now I know that you are so lonesome today. How do you spend your
Sabbaths? Darling if we could only be together the remainder of our lives, and never be
parted again while we live I would be so happy. I have always heard so much of
Suwannee Co. before I came to it, that I had a desire to see the Suwannee Co. but Darling
I can tell you that I have got enough of it, if I ever get away from it, I don't think I'll ever
want to se it again. There is none like old Duval yet, is there darling. When I think of
little Batten Island and of the many happy days that we have had there it makes me so
sad. Speaking of Batten Island makes me think to tell you that the French have
blockaded the St. Johns, Fernandina and St. Augustine we have heard. I hope that it is so.
Father is gone to Jacksonville, we expect him Tuesday then we will hear all about it then
I will write you again and let you know. I hope that it is so. Darling I am so anxious to
hear from you as you say you are expecting an attack daily. I am in hopes that they will
not, oh! how I long for this unholy war to end. I pray God may let them see their follies,
and go back to their homes and let us alone, but I am afraid that this will be a long war,
but I pray that I may be disappointed, and that it may be a[s] you think. Oh! Darling I
cannot express my joy when I got your letter of the 18th saying you thought that you
could get a leave of absence, the last of July, and stay with me all the month of August.
Oh! just to think what our joy will be to meet then, how long the month of July will be to
me, but I will be satisfied if I can only see you then, do you think that it is possible for
you to come then. I do hope and pray that you may. I am so rejoiced to know that you
are well again my precious one, for I was so uneasy about you. Mother and Sister send
many kisses to you. Sister says] that she will write to you next week. We are all well
and Freddie says] you must be sure and come home, she wanst [wants] to see you,
Darling. I have not heard whether our Mother is going to take Maggie to St. Augustine
or not or whether she has gone herself yet. I got a letter from Maggie last Monday she
did not know, when our Mother would leave, she stated in her letter that she had seen a
gentleman from Richmond, who told her that our dear George's body had been taken by
some of his friends and buried [sic], so after the war we can get it. I am so glad that he
is where we can get him. Maggie also said that our dear Mother was so much troubled
about going back to St. Augustine, and they both wished to be remembered to you. Oh!
Darling how I sympathize with her, it is such a trial. I am so much in hopes that Father
can get me some mourning for me, if you can my pet do get me a mourning dress.
Remember us all to Uncle John and William. It is now time for me to be going to Mrs.
Thomson's, so I must close precious one hoping that this letter may find you as well as it
leaves your Dolly. Oh! Darling how happy I would be to see you but I hope it will be
soon. It is Sunday evening and tonight I will remember that you always prayed with me,
and though we are away, we will still pray. Write soon and often to your Dolly.
Your Affectionate Wife,
Sallie A. Mickler
Transcribed by Nicole J. Milano, University of Florida, 2009
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