Dear Mother,                                         July 22, 1864

It has been three and a half days since Beatrice and I left to travel north. I have been offered a job at a local seamstress here in New York. I have been working non stop to get you out of that war zone. I make a fair amount of money and promise to send you half.  

Beatrice is now well enough to get out of the house a little. She even made friends with a boy named Henry. I often tell her stories about father before he passed. I hope that was ok with you. She’s been pestering me about it the whole time getting here ever since she heard us talking about him. 

I heard the union has taken more control since we left. Which is a win for us I guess. I still remember Father telling me to always have faith in the Union. Though I wish this war could be over. If anything, the battle of Atlanta is just hurting us. The papers have been telling me that the leader for the union is William .T Sherman. Seems to be doing a good job. 

The Union’s attempts to seize the railroads and supply lines have also been successful. As well as the killing of Gen. James B. McPherson. Though I am a bit worried the cut off of supply’s might affect you. So I plan to have a shipment of goods sent home. Hopefully that will be enough. 

I write this letter to you in hopes to see you soon.