Nan Yulee to her Son |
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My dear son, I
hoped your father could have sent for you before this, so you would spend your
birthday with us, but he has had so much to do, he could not. He has the negroes near Archer, but the
deserters and negro troops, seem to be so active at No. 4, that but little
repose can be hoped for. Our people are
putting up houses. Your father brought
me delightful sweet potatoes from the place he bought I thought of your, and
was glad we had one thing you like so much.
Mrs. Dawkins sends me vegetables from her garden every day and feeds us
almost, with nice things. Flory has been
sick, and she is getting something nice for her constantly. You know dear We have had some melons, but they were not good. I want you to come and get Secesh up to her past vigilence for our peach crop. We have a good many and if they do not take them we will have a good time. We are obliged to take every thing in the house at night the thieves are so active. I don't know when we can send for you but soon I must for my own sake. God bless my son. Your Mother N.C. Yulee Your Clothes Number 7 - Pants 3 - Drawers, counting the old pants 3 - white shirts 1 - calico and two blue 3 - pairs of socks I left many of my things in your trunk which take care of. If you suffer with heat and Mrs. Taylor thinks it safe, you may take off your flannel shirt. Over July 14th Last night
Judge and Mrs. Dawkins took tea with us also Judge Battezall of Give my
love to Mrs. Taylor. I will write her. You may kiss the girls for me, shake hands
with Mr. Crane, and the boys, and make a bow to Captain Taylor, and ask him how
he likes the news from Breckinridge. The
news today is that "40,000 of our men are within 7 miles of |