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Fort Monroe April 27th 1862
Dear Sister,
Your letter reached me three days ago but i have had no chance to answer it before to day as i am at present on detailed duty in the ordnance department and i have had to work night and day fitting up gun Carraiges and filling Shell, prepareing for the great battle at Yorktown which i think they will commence now in a few days. That will decide wether we shall come home the victors or not. I dont see how it can be otherwise as we have an army that is superior to them in di- cipline, equipments and courage. They must succeed in driveing them out of their stronghold and finaly bring to them to submission. There has been nearly one hundred wounded soldiers came down to the Point the past week they were all shot while on pickit a useless way of throwing away life. We have a prisoner in the Guard house now that says he had the pleasure of shooting some of our pickits i cant see where the pleasure is i never fancied it when i was on the Potomac allthough it was a common practice on both sides but it is nothing but cold blooded murder and never ought to be allowed
You spoke in your letter as if i had
offended Aunt Sarah in calling her
Mrs. Lions if i did so i beg to be
excused but it's so long since i saw
her that i had forgot wether she was
Mrs. or Miss or Aunt Sarah, so i must
plead forgetfulness as an excuse. I
have forgot most everybody around
your parts and if i should come
out there i dont suppose i could
meet one of my old aquaintences
that i would know.
I received three letters yesterday
from Brooklyn and have them all
to answer to day so you must
excuse me if my letter is short.
They are all well except [libbie?] and
she has a sore finger the girls are
working for Uncle Sam makeing
leggins for the Zouaves. They have
all joined the church i believe.
I must now close Give my
love to Aunt Sarah and Uncle
William and write again soon
And i Remain
Your loveing Brother
Andrew Weeks