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Mark Flower Letter: October 19 1862

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Creator: Mark Flower
Subjects: Civil War, 1861-1865
Date: October 19, 1862
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Original Format: Document
Resource Identifier: A003147
Collection Number: c00005 – Emma Miller Papers
Language: English
Rights Management: Educational use only, no other permissions given. Copyright to this resource is held by Michigan State University and is provided here for educational purposes only. It may not be reproduced or distributed in any format without written permission of the University Archives & Historical Collections, Michigan State University.
Contributing Institution: Michigan State University Archives & Historical Collections
Relation: c00005 – Emma Miller Papers
Contributor: MSU Archives and Historical Collections
Mark Flower Letter: October 19 1862, Page: 1

Mark Flower Letter: October 19 1862
Mark Flower Letter: October 19 1862

Camp near Corinth
Sunday Oct 19th 1862.
My Dearly Loved Emma
When I wrote
you before it was from this camp.
I had Just returned from my
Van
chase after Price ^ Dorn [illegible in original]. I then
felt very unwell, yet Considering it my
duty to write a short letter to her
whom I loved dearer than any other
Humane Being – Dearer than life
itself before I slept or rested.
How glad
I was next morning that I had
written to my Darling Emma. for I
was taken sick with the “Dum Ague”
during the night. brought on by my
exposure while after Price.
Had I
not been sick dearest. I would
have written to you, before now. Today
I am feeling very well &. guess
I shall come out finally alright.
Oh! Dear Dear Emma. Could
your dear hand have rested up-
on my feverish brow. how happy
happy would I have been. What
a comfort a true fond &. sincere
loving Bride. like my Emma would

Mark Flower Letter: October 19 1862, Page: 2

Mark Flower Letter: October 19 1862
Mark Flower Letter: October 19 1862

have been to me.
But no she
was far away. &. Mark could only
think of _ and love her. Your picture
was &. is constantly beside me. In
my sleep. You were constantly in
my dreams _ and the Boys say
I spoke occasionally of one Emma
&. in terms of affection.
If I did
speak in that manner _ dearest it
was the true language of my heart.
Tis Sunday afternoon a warm
day _ and makes me think of the
last sunday I passed in Chickaming
Oh! What a happy happy evening
What precious moments _ How rapidly
they passed _ and at length the moments
for parting had arrived. Oh! Emma
it did seem to me that I could not
leave you. It seemed too hard to
be compelled to part with her whom
I had Just learned to love so deeply.
Frank Goodwin is quite sick.
He has been ordered to the Gen.
Hospital _ we fear he has the Typhoid
Fever _ and if he has _ He never
will recover. Yet every care which
money will buy he has: Our Boys
Mark Flower Letter: October 19 1862, Page: 3

Mark Flower Letter: October 19 1862
Mark Flower Letter: October 19 1862

visit him every day &. stay as
long as they can. The Army is
a poor place for sick men. May
God grant _ we may all return
in Peace soon to friends & “Loved
Ones” _ but not until this wicked
Rebellion has been shipped out.
We have cleared them out
of this Country pretty Effectually
They dont want to attack Corinth
again I am thinking. The newes
from Kentucky is good. If the
Army of the Potomack will only do
as well as the Western Troops have
done we may Expect to see the
Rebellion Knocked higher than “Hay-
man” before the spring of 1863.
Since I wrote before I have
heard nothing from my friends
in Minnesota.
My Darling Emma I am
yet quite week &. must close this. I
shall look for another letter from
you soon.
please excuse brevity etc. etc.
Write long letters dearest
From your own
Mark
Mark Flower Letter: October 19 1862, Page: 4

Mark Flower Letter: October 19 1862
Mark Flower Letter: October 19 1862

P.S. I would finish this page
if I were not so tired. as it is you
will excuse it _ My own fond Girl. wont
you? Take good care of your health
dearest. Go to Parties _ and enjoy your-
self as much as you can. I would
give any thing to see you to day.
When we do meet. beware of many
many Kisse’s.
Oh! You alone can imagin
my Love – It is true true &. deep
You are dearer than all the
Treasures of this world smelted into
one solid gem _ Dearer to me than
my every thing else _ Do not doubt
me.
I am Yours
Forever
Mark
Give my love to your
Mother
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