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Manley Stacey Civil War Letters

November 14, 1862 (to Father)

*Camp Douglas*	*again. He says he shall read*
*Chicago Illinois*	*the Parole to all the boys. Things*
*Nov 14th*	*have looked for the past few*
*9 AM*	*days, that we were going home*
*Dear Father*	*today or tomorrow, but I doubt*
*Mr Hunt thinks of going*	*it. The 126th Boys say they are*
*home tonight, so I shall send*	*under Sealed Orders to March*
*this home by him. We did think of*	*But we can place no confidence*
*sending the Trunk home by him, but*	*in anything until we hear it*
*as we have nothing particular to*	*positive. The Orderly Sergeant's of all*
*send, I do not think we will,*	*the Cos in this Regt, have drawn*
*I shall send the Revolver home*	*up petitions to the War Department*
*by Mr H, to Charlie, he must*	*with all the Comp's names*
*be careful of it. I hardly know*	*Signed, praying that we may*
*what to think of our coming home*	*be immediately Exchanged, once*
*everything looks mixed up. Major*	*Mustered out of the Service. Of course*
*Baird of the 126th, has been [Cashiered]*	*it would take some time to*
*& Discharged from the Service, he*	*hear from this, even should it*
*has told a great many of his*	*succeed. Hunt will inform*
*boys that, they have broken*	*You on our life here, better*
*their Parole & that they are Fools*	*than I can write it, He took*
*if they ever go into service*	*Supper with us last night, but*
	*said he could not eat, where*

*we had to. He did not see the*	*Honey in a Tin Can, I would like*
*[worst] of our living, such as Salt*	*it very much. Do not send me any*
*Bacon & Bread. He came just*	*Bed Clothes as I have Blankets*
*the night time to see, how we live*	*enough to keep warm, If I should*
*He says we can not possibly live here*	*find a pound or two of Butter I would*
*this winter. You should go through*	*not object. By all means do not send*
*the Different Barracks at night*	*anything for the Capt in the Trunk, He*
*& hear the Coughing now & what will*	*is played out on that. I know this*
*it be in the winter Dont be alarmed*	*is not very accomodating [sic], but*
*about me, My Cold is almost gone*	*then, You make no friends by being*
*Hunt will tell you whether I*	*to [sic] with your things. That was*
*look very sick or not. They*	*the trouble with the other Trunk*
*have got the Diptheria in*	*I was to [sic] liberal with my things*
*the Hospital, I think I shall*	*altogether & now I can go without*
*keep away from there, after*	*I tell you this place makes a*
*this. If you send me a Trunk*	*man Selfish, the Motive is every*
*again, please let no one know*	*man for himself & it is carried*
*it & then there will be no trouble*	*out here to perfection. there is*
*I will mention a few things if*	*no use of my writing much*
*I stay here I would like, about a*	*about Camp life here now, Hunt*
*Peck of Fried Cakes & a Can or*	*will inform you, All the Cry*
*two of Preserves, some Apples, & if*	*here now is I want to*
*you could send me some*	*go home. But how it will*
	*end none of us can tell*
	*I have Just received your*
	*letter, But have no chance*
	*to answer it*
	*Will write again soon*
	*Manley*

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