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Rome October 24th, 1862

Friday Morning

My Darling Mother,

Your very welcome letter was received

by the last mail, and very glad indeed I was to get

it. But I am sorry to find you miss us all so much

and are so lonely at Uncle Gordons, I reckon it is even

more monotonous than it is every where in the coun

try in the winter. I go through the same [?] every

day too. Get up at six, dress, read, and knit or write a

part of a letter as I am doing this morning, breakfast

at eight and school at half past until twelve. Then I

knit until dinner, sometimes in my own room, some

times I go down, then dinner at no particular time

and then school for one and a half or two hours then

I sit in my own room and read any history and knit

until the sun goes down and then with Maria take a

walk. After [?] we all knit until about nine and then to

bed. We have had no visitor since I came back except Mr.

Bolling (he is here every day always), Col Edmunds, and Mr.

Goode, an old Uncle of Mr. Bolling who got here last

night after [?], and Mr. Bird, an Episcopal minister

who staid here one night during the convocation. I am

teaching in my own school room now. It got so cold in the

school room, so I sit up there a great deal, but I am

not lonesome, though I want to see you all very much

and think a great deal of you and our darlings in

heaven. I knew you would miss our darling Charley

more at Uncle Gordons, but he was so happy there I

should think the recollection would be pleasant. I can

see his bright face now so placidly in his romps with

the boys. Our darlings, they will never know sin, war

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grief nor pain again, and before very long we shall all

meet them again I trust. I had a letter from Cousin

Sarah, soon after I got back and sent it on to Sister

as it was to us both, and asked her to send it on to you

which I suppose she has done, but she said nothing about

our things except that she had been round that day

to see about them and could have taken a cry over them, for

between the yankees and the servants, they had suffered great

ly. I did take a cold coming [here?] that night, and

thought at first it was going to be very bad, but in three

or for days it left me entirely.