Washington D. C.
January 10, 1862
Dear Sister Myra,
I received your kind letter of the 8th and was very glad to hear that you were well and hope these few lines may find you the same. I am as well as usual and have been in good health ever since I have been here. We have got our tent fixed now so we are as comfortable as we can be at home although it is rather muddy out of doors. I think that you have rather a wrong idea of our part of the south and so I will try and give you a right idea about the oysters. We can get them by giving 40 cents per quart & [as] for the oranges, I have not seen [any] here — any of Uncle Sam’s money either.
About the weather, I guess we have had about as cold weather for a week or two as you have had. We have had 2 inches of snow and the ground was frozen 6 inches and today the mud is about as deep but all we have to do is to lie in the tent and so I guess I shall live through it for awhile yet. I am much obliged to you for the stamps. They come in the right time and I have 5 letters to answer today and this is the first one. You say Gust [Augustus Gregg] sends 1 letter per week. Did you hear how often she wrote? Don’t I write as often as you do? So you need [not] pitch into me in that style. I agree with you in wishing that I had a rib but you must save me a chunk of side pork until I come home and see how old it will be. I think I shall be at home for good in 6 months but I may be mistaken in thinking so. But I hope by another New Year will not find me in the army.
You speak [of] slaves. There is no such thing as a slave but you must excuse my pencil and write soon. From your ever thoughtful brother, — A. H. B.
And a Happy New Year to all of you and respects to all. Tell Father I have[n’t] any more dreams lately.