May 29/ 64
My **** dear Georgie
So far on the most dreary journey that I have ever yet undertaken and as I have a short time here while waiting for the next train I am only too glad to assure you once more how constantly you occupy my thoughts. Oh my darling the danger is that I shall love you too well excluding from my mind duties that must be performed not excluding either but making it all the harder to perform them. All manner of horrid thoughts will come into my mind of my future.
Oh for a few cheering words from you But who knows when I can hear from you.
Mr. Harlow and Mr. Dyer came over to Jersey City with me last night at 11 o'clock. Harlow was particulary kind to me, indeed he always has been. He is not very well liked by many, but I like him very much and he thinks very much of you. I hope you can like him. I told him that I loved you and had told you so and he seemed as glad and pleased as if it had been himself.
I saw two wounded officers from my regiment yesterday. They say that there is not much left of the 14th.
My 1st Lieut. is killed, and only three or four officers remaining in the regiment. Why can't this cruel war end. It seems as if there was misery enough in the country with out its going any further. I am afraid my letters are rather blue. Please excuse them dear Georgie. It is because I love you, and feel so badly at leaving you.
Yours with much love