Abel E. Leavenworth Civil War Correspondence
Abel Leavenworth to Mary Leavenworth April 2, 1865
Hd. Div. Co. "K" 9th Vt. Vols.
In the Field, Before Richmond, Va.
April 2nd 1865
My Dear Mary,
This is a lovely Sabbath Morning. Mild, quiet, and pleasant.
I took command of my company yesterday morning. Now that I am here I begin to wish almost, that I may be let alone for awhile. It seems in a military sense, like getting home to rest. That constant burden of ever pressing care and responsibility that has borne so heavily apon me since June 12, 1863, and especially since I was ordered to assume duties of the
Adjutant Generals Offices ? Oct. 13th 1864, seems to be lifted off, leaving me free to breath. With ten dollars per month additional pay for doing one tenth of the work of my former position you will be content with my new position, perhaps. I commenced chaning up my company grounds at once, policing about the cook house first, and instructing that personage that his wood must be safety packed in rear of his house, his slop barrels ditto, his chips swept up and put in boxes immediately after his wood is entered and his immediate surroundings carefully and frequently swept. Then I put a sergeant, two corporals, and ten men to work with picks, shovels, and spades. A narrow, shallow, and basin like ditch was ran six feet in front of the quarters, a path from it three feet in width even from this to each hut door, and the ground around the huts and within the ditch thrown into beds and sown with oats. If we remain here two weeks the huts will formed set down into beds of green, which I ? will please the eye with its unique prettiness. Tomorrow I hope to continue these intentional improvements. I have upwards of fifty more present
and two Lieutenants. One Lt. Burlaganse is now on the picket line and the other Lt. Baker goes on picket today, as also does your obedient servant the Captain. I am feeling well, but nervous from this relief from earnest work. Yet I can do much for these men. May God, in His goodness, help me so to do. While on the picket and ? line, in a few yards of the rebel line, watching their every movement, I shall ? thought visit you and our dear children in your quiet home as in the sanctuary worshiping with God's people.
With much love, and ? for the dear one, Your own, Edgar.