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Sunday, November 9, 2008




Letters From The Front

This letter from a Civil War Confederate soldier to his father is very sad, starting with a plea to his father for some communication from him.  The biting sarcasm is as evident as is the hurt.

Fredericksburg, Va.
Dec. 17th, 1862

Dear Father,

    I had concluded that I could not write to you any more until I had received a letter from home. But, I came to the conclusion that this course of procedure bid fair to cut off all communication whatever. As I have given up all idea of receiving a scaratch from your very reserved pen. You certainly should be appointed Superintendent over some asylum of mutes, as I verily believe your experience in such matters would be highly beneficial to such an institution. 

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