Camp 2nd Vt. Vols. May 11, 1863
I read your ever welcome letters day before yesterday and Lt. Howe and myself we engaged yesterday on the muster and payrolls I did have time to answer your letter but will do so this morn. It is a most beautiful morning a gentle breath just moving rich foliage of the trees which has just put out the many forest birds are warbling forth this morning song which full in gentle cadences upon the --- making sweet melody I in the heart with even the most casual observer. Who is these that cannot appreciate and admire the beauties of a scene like this. I cannot describe the beauty of the prospect nor the feelings which it may inspire but I know you can appreciate and admire them and cannot doubt that you have experienced feelings the same and therefore a further description is unnecessary. O! what a pity that a country which has so many beauties by was of climate and natural scenery should be blighted by the withering curse of slavery and civil war. That the country zephyr gentle as us the breath of the fairest maiden should be looked with echo of booming canon and exploding shells while the withering blighting curse of slavery that barrier to human improvement either moral, intellectual, or physical should contaminate the very air we breath. When will this stake of things cease? When will the right take the scepter of justice and assume the sway? I hope speedily I spoke of My bring pleasant month to ride. You know the army is under machinery orders. Some ideas occurred to one of us U read your question "isn't awful to die?" and under these circumstances I would not speak of it. People fear a natural death that home where all the comfort of life are to be had and a large circle of friends to administer to you every want but it is with us here we may be hit mortally wounded and lie flat in the cold ground with no pillow under the aching head and no one to administer one single act of kindness to drive the enemy. May 3rd when were wounded and cut up so I myself washed the boys wounds and gave them water and cut off their belts but despite all poor Crosby died all this without friends and a downy bed to rest on. I can't say that I fear being killed in battle still I may but it don't seem so but a dread of death naturally takes possession of one and it secures that a natural death would be only a pleasure (i.e. compared to the horrid death on the field) but see one dying from wounds so common that most all turn instinctively away without uttering a word. I do not think you so very wicked for we all have our faults and I have mine and no sooner do I act wrongly or do something "Comme il faut" than I am sorry for it and us as you say make any amount of resolutions for the future. O! no Marie I should be none of the kindest of teachers with no word of reproof for you no matter what you did but the rest would have to "come to time" and that would keep my reputation as a teacher good you see for government at least. Don't like the unmarried principal all because he wears his whiskers "a la Burnside" Why that is the prettiest style out I think Do you think I ought to change to do a la Hooker which is none at all or at least but very few? I am pleased with the high unconsciousness on my father in-law excuse me Marie I should say step-father which you are pleased to favor him with. Indeed I think he is a nice man what I have seem of him. Yes I will believe you if you tell me honestly (no joke) that you have ever been in love, but it causes ideas to arise which I fear would suppress and the question "is her heart of adamant are her tastes too complicated and diversified to be suited." In the first place, I think on sober, second thought your heart must be susceptible of "tender emotions" therefore I acquit you on that and take in Dr. Brumen up and laugh. But I am not sure I am proof against falling in love and therefore I should hardly dare to come home 'till my year is out. So you have music scholars? I had not heard of that success to you as a music teacher. You seem to think your letter very bad looking, I never look at the writing in fact in reading your letters it always seems as though I were listening to your conversation as spoken not written I am most happy in the receipt of letters from you and never look to see whether it is beautifully written or not for that is of minor importance first it is to get one and I should be the last to wait five minutes to have it rewritten as I am always so ashamed of the looks of my letters and not. Infrequently of the composition that should be ungrateful indeed to ask you to rewrite then but write as often as you can -anything you chose and as plainly as you chose and I guarantee I should be but too happy to receive it.
I do not know how soon we will march but think it may be before long but where I do not know. You must be careful and while you use hoarse I would not try to sing much as it is the worst thing that can be done for the voice so says columnist writers in "cultivation and care of the voice." It never is with Sgt. Beckworth was bitten by a snake a few days since but he is alive and well now but we feared for his life that day he was bitten. The Co. are quite healthy now and the men are in good spirits. Our division only are here and the corps is farther towards Mannassas. Lt. Spafford Junior's brother stayed with us all day a few days since also Axro White & Geo. Clark the concert sniggers with whom you are doubtless acquainted. Please give my regards to all and accepts a quota for yourself. Please write soon. I must make out a descriptive list so good bye. The mail goes out in few minutes.
I am very truly your friend,
Daniel S. White