tired.
You say, perhaps we shall not be here.
I hope we shall not. It will be heart-breaking if we are. There is a great stir in our camp to-night.
I feel just sick enough to care nothing about it; but if a kind Providence should inspire General McClellan to order us forward, with or without our guns, I should be very glad to go, sick or well.
Fort Albany, (toujours,) October 31, 1861.
I have checked my hemorrhage, in spite of constant horseback exercise.
We are having fine, clear, wholesome weather, (almost for the first time,) and I keep out of doors and on my horse all the time.
I have no doubt of receiving to-day General McClellan's permission to go off for thirty or sixty days to recruit, and expect to come back well, at least hope to. I am sorry to have to say that the Fourteenth Massachusetts is probably destined to hold these fortifications during the winter.
So we must abandon all claim to occupy a prominent place in the attention or interest of the public, —a