Camp near Aquia Landing, Va.
Sunday, March the 20th 1863
My dear mother,
It is with pleasure that I now sit down to pen a few lines to you to let you know that I am still alive and well and hope you [are] the same. The Sunday morning inspection is over with and I improve the few leisure moments which I have left to pen a line or two in answer to yours which contained a dollar which I received day before yesterday and was very happy to get as I was hard up at that time.
Well now for the news. We have been put into the Second Brigade again and I expect we shall have to tramp again soon. That is all the news, I believe—only that there has been a skirmish here between the cavalry just across the creek about half a mile from our camp. I went down to the creek with my rifle and got a crack at one at about a mile range. The first shot went over him but the next one hit his horse and fetched him down and he fell onto Mr. Cavalryman and had him fast. After he fight was over, our cavalry took him prisoner. One of his legs was broke. The Rebs can thank Ed Whipple for so much if not more. I have the best rifle in the regiment and shall fetch it home with me unless you think I had better keep my money, It will cost me 13 dollars—just one months pay. Write and let me know what you think about it.
Well, I can’t think of anything more to write so I shall have to close for this time. So goodbye.
This from Ed Whipple, Co. C, 111th Regt. P. Vols., Washington D. C.
To his mother, Phebe B. Edy, Springfield X Roads, Erie county, Penn.
Mother, I wish you would send me some stamps as the last one I have is on this envelope. — Ed