A Reb's Letter To His Mother
On a lonely rainy day
in June of 1862 a Reb
soldier was barley walking
down the road after
a great battle, when he
came upon a fellow soldier who
was lying in the mud.
He stooped down to listen
to the soldier's final words,
"Mr. he said, I know that
before this hour is over,
I will no longer be here,
so could you please take
this letter or see to it,
that my mama gets it""
The young man then
passed on.
The Reb soldier
picked up the letter
and began to read it,
The letter dated June 5, 1862, went as follows,
Dear Mama
We are going into battle in a little while and I thought I needed to
write you. I must tell you mother dear, that I truly belive, I won't be coming out
of this one today. I will fall in battle and I will die this very day.
I know I told you in my last letter that I would be home for Christimas, but I may
not be able to. I know that you have worried about me terribly
much mama, but you knew that I wanted to be here more than anything, I believed
in the South's cause and I told you, not to worry, but that yes something could happen.
Mama you taught me to be honest, to read my Bible and to pray everyday, most of all for me
to obey those that had authority over me, you taught me well, because
I have done all of those things.
I love you dear mother and I just want to tell you I love you more than any son ever
could love a mother.
Don't be sad, I have
to go now, were getting ready to leave, hope to write you again, if
not I'll see you when you get to heaven,
I will be there to greet you.
Love, Your loving son, George,
So the Reb soldier put the letter in his coat and went on his way,
knowing that this letter would be delivered.
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2008
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