The south is failing fast in may respects – D’Almeida, the Frenchman I wrote about, told me that he was besieged every where down south to sell (for confederate money) any and every thing he had, his clothes, his boots, his haversack, &c &c. Then their niggers will gradually melt, certain. So the fates fight for us, even if our generals do not. Jeff, to see what I see so much of, puts one entirely out of conceit of war – still for all that I am not sure but I go in for fighting on – the choice is hard on either part, but to cave in the worst – good bye, dearest brother.

Walt.


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