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Camp Miami No 3 N W. Army December 6th, 1872

Isaac,
I have long esteemed you as one of my best
friends and would feel myself honoured as well as gratified
in still being your intimate. I have often beguiled
the weary hour in telling you the cares of a fantas-
tic boy whose ideas of life were too glowing for this
sublunary sphere and often have you given an atten-
tive ear to my interests - yes Isaac I know you will
still be pleased to hear from me tho I have quit the
crowded city for the tented field and the theme
of my epistle is changed from love to war.

When I was last with you I told you of
my fearful hopes concerning an object that was
once dear to me. By my subsequent letters
you learned those fears were almost entirely re-
solved and that a prospect of the communica-
tion of my wishes was at hand, but this
in the event I found a dream. Yes Isaac
I would not wish to disgrace any one you
think highly of in your eyes that do not be-
lieve me, so base as to speak from pique alone
when I say that I almost believe her conduct
was only to get my to make a second propo-
sition that might revenge herself of my conduct
to a certain scoundrel I brought to his senses,
conduct of which I need not be ashamed
in sight of man nor heaven. Scorn was
all the return my proffers met with. The old
one as usual acted the hypocrite. This aroused
all the man within me. I have forgotten