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Feb 27th 1864 I received yours of the 26th today, I also received one from you dated
the 20th. You have indeed been very prompt in your answering, and I thank
you from the bottom of my heart for it. The weather here has been very
fine for the first few days, but rather cool today. We are having a great
many brigade reviews nowadays; had one last Saturday, yesterday had an
inspection muster for pay, and we expect to have to go Division Review
tomorrow, so you see that our time is pretty much occupied with soldiering
but I can always find time to visit you. What was these in my last that
reads so strange if there is anything that would lead you to think that
it is anything but a pleasure for me to write to you, I assure you that
I did not so intend it, Lorette, you know me well enough, to know that
I would not write seven pages to a girl that I did not like to write you,
don't you. Please tell me in your next what there was that makes you think
it is a task for one to write to you, so I suppose I did not ask you to
call me so "in plain English" although I asked you just as plain
a question in "plain English" which you did not answer then.
To tell you the truth, dear L, when I left [] I had measly made out my
mind that you cared less for me than for any fellow in the face of the
globe. Not that you were not kind to me, but so you are to every one,
and I thought "L_. does not tell me in so many words that she doesn't
like to have me around, because she knows I can stay but a short time,
and can let me know after I have gone". Forgive me Dear L. I did
not mean what I said about you never giving a second thought to anything
I said, and I did not think that you would take it in [easement], but
I certainly never should have thought of your treasuring [] what I said,
unless I had been told so by you. There is no point that I do not exactly
agree with you in and that is done. I think that a man was capable of
loving as a woman, you say that "a woman loves but once" that
may be but what better proof have we of it than we have of a man loving
but once. I think that neither man nor woman even love but once. They
may think they do, and they may succeed in making others think so, but
they do not in reality love but one, and happy must he be who finds his
own love returned cause how much my woman loved me, of course I should,
the more the better, but not worship. That is due to nothing human. I
hope you will get a good man, one of the best, and one that comes as near
being worthy of being worshipped as possible, in any thing you are mistaken
I do not now nor did I ever think you could [] on the contrary I believe
it to be as you say that a "[manner on] mere affectionate heart never
beat" than [yours], you knew Lorette that I will take your word for
anything, so there is no use in saying anything more about the right of
the [].
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