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but pardon me dear Mother for bring back to memory those happy days of yore. Often, often, while lingering around my tent listening to the murmuring winds through the tall pine I fancy myself at home with the loved ones and even in my slumbers I have beautiful visions of you, Sister & Brother. Although many miles separate us in spirit I am with you talking as I did when a boy. Yet I have changed I feel myself no longer a boy, yet I act as one in some respects. But to return to your letter, I am most happy to know you are enjoying the trips you have taken to the country and am of the opinion you will be greatly benefited by it. We have rumors to the effect that our Corps will go into Texas, and will start from here to New Orleans Monday or Tuesday. Some troops (Cavalry) have already left here, but where they went no one can tell but those high in command. I truly and earnestly hope we will