Letter, Eliza Corry to Robert Corry
Feb. 26, 1865
My dearest Robert,
It has been a whole month since you left me, and I have not heard a word from you since the moment you bade me good bye. Nor have I had any possible chance of sending you a letter, but today I am so lonely and thinking of you so much that I must write, whether you ever receive the letter or not. I know you are anxious to hear from me- particularly as you are continuously hearing reports of the depredations committed by Yankees in this neighborhood. They have indeed done much mischief and as near us Mr. Jones for several days, but have not been here yet. There was a squad of about 12 at sister's last Sunday (infantry, all but two) . They took 12 to 14 pieces of meat (all they found), about 156 lbs. flour, and cut up generally. I don't think they would have gone there, but Mrs. ? had started to Mrs. Jones' and got nearly in the lot, and seeing them turned back. We suppose they saw her and supposed, of course, she lived close by so tracked her up. For the past week we have not heard any of those infantry thieves coming over and hope there has been a stop put to it. That cavalry raid that went up to Tusc. and Russellville, luckily for us, went by Mr. Goodloe's, but told (we heard) that they would soon be up again and come to Dickson, so I am afraid we lack a good deal of being safe yet. Mother and Sister have sent the boys with mules and so forth across the road. They are at no house, but camping soldier fashion. We have poor prospect ahead for making a crop this year. Nearly the first of March and not an acre of land broken yet.
Our little baby is growing to be a fine fellow and is quite the admiration of everyone that sees him. He is quite good now, but for two or three weeks after you left, seemed sick. Had desperate attacks of colic and as I had an usual amount of jaw ache, I had considerable trouble nursing. My teeth are still troubling me a great deal. I am now just recovering from the worst spell I ever had. It lasted 4 or 5 days. I am afraid if you were to see me, you would think I wasn't looking as well as when you left, for with nursing ? and Yankee excitement, I am not fattening much. I have sent word repeatedly to Dr. Huston to please for humanity's sake to come and drain my teeth, and as he is right here at Mrs. Barton's, I think a little hard for him for not coming. Day before yesterday I sent over especially for him, but he didn't send any word back, nor hasn't come, so don't suppose he intends to. If the walk wasn't so long to carry the baby, I would go over there, for indeed I cannot stand many such attacks as I had last week.
The little girls are well now, but have all been sick. Mattie and Hallie quite seriously with cholera morbus. Mamie is missing her school, but I was afraid the Yankees would come and wanted her at home. She assists me considerably in nursing "Little Robin." I miss you very much, not only your company, but your invaluable service as a nurse. I hope, dear husband, that you can soon be able to come and stay a few days at least with me and in peace. You were so harassed before that your visit didn't do any of us the good it would have done. We can't find out what the Yanks are going to do at East Port, but it seems to us they are "in for the war." I am more anxious than ever to see you. I know you would take such delight in petting the little one. He is beginning to take a great deal of notice, and you know I am a poor hand to pet babies. I sent a note to Mr. McKnight about two weeks since, and sent a small bill for him to fill and dunned him for the rest. I told him I would not buy the things unless he allowed a liberal percentage. Have not heard. Don't know whether he ever got the note.
I hope you will make allowances for the bad writing. I am rocking babe with one hand. Why haven't you written to me. I am really uneasy. If the Yanks don't quit their raids so that you can come home, I am going to try to go to see you. So look out. Write to me if you have any possible chance and I am sure I will do the same. I will send this to Mr. Rutland's, perhaps they can send it. The little ones all send much love and many kisses to dear Father. We think of you constantly and pray earnestly for your safety and welfare. God protect you, my husband. May we soon be united once more never to be separated. Good bye, darling, your own dear wife