Fredricksburg, Va. Nov. 29, 1862

Dear Mother,

             I have again seated myself to answer your kind letter which I received yesterday. I am well and hope this will find you all enjoying the same blessing. We are in the same place we were last time I wrote only we have changed our camp to a better place. There is nothing of any account going on here now. The rebbles are still in Fredricksburg and are fortifying it. I do not know whether it is the intention to attack it or not but expect we wil do something before long. The cars are running down here now, we have a very nice place to camp. It is pretty cold but we have plenty of wood and keep good fires. We set around them till eleven or twelve o’clock at night and spin yarns and crack jokes and talk about the ware and who is the best General. We ahve a new general now, General McClellan has been taken from the army. I think he was as good a man as ever they will get and I think those men you speak of ought to be the last ones to talk bad of him or say what the army ought to do. Men who have not spunk enough to leave their mammys long enough, let alone to face the enemy. Why do they not come out in the field like men that they are not and help the army to do something if they think it does not do enough. No they are afraid they might get hurt, poor cowardly mongrels. I wish I was there awhile that I might tell them what I thought of them. It makes me mad to think of it, men who are setting on their asses by their warm fires and enjoying all the comforts of home, running down men who are enduring hardships all the time and risking their lives to restore their country. But enough of this at present. Mother I do not want you to fret about me and say that you are sorry I am here. I am glad I am here. I do not think this will last much longer anyhow. I got all the letters and other things you sent. When you send the other things wrap them up tight and leave them open at both ends and the mail will not be half so high. I don’t expect you will have a chance to send them boots soon. They have quit expressing goods to soldiers. Okur has been discharged and we elected Edward Bausman in his place. I guess I can get along with out them. We have pretty good shoes and enough clothes, as many as I want to carry on march anyhow. I would like to have been there to help pap kill the hogs. I think he done right in killing them when corn is so dear. How is that colt getting along? I think you had better eat them things you are saving till I get home as they might spoil. I am gland to hear that the children is going to school again. I think Frank is a pretty smart boy. I am very sorry to hear Aunt Mary is so low. I would like very much to see her once more and hope I will. If I was there I could tell you a great many things that would amuse you all. To tell the truth I think the war will be over by spring. But I must close at present. Give my love to pap and the children and grandmother and Aunt Mary and all inquiring friends. Goodbye. 

From your affectionate son

Alexander Adams 

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