Rev.war soldier letter

Dear Cousin,

Im beginning to wonder if independence is worth it's price..hope is fading thin. I have secretly envied you and would rather be home disfigured than here under these conditions. It has been cold and our attempt at housing does little to soothe this. We are starving and have been trying to survive on mere firecakes that are repulsive.I know that I may sound like a failure and weak, but what are we winning. We are dying of fast numbers of disease from lack of sanitation and barely have space to breathe in our sleeping quarters. We drink our own sewage cousin,were cold, were hungry,and dying!!.....and there is nothing we can do about it.Nothing.

Ive been here for jus about a year now and still havent seen a truely humbling reason to stay and fight.Our bodies have gone through great torture from overwork and lack of supply that our feet bleed and crack as we march.Men relieve themselves everywhere including in our water supply and it smells horrible. Dear cousin is it wrong for me to pray for death to save me?Is it wrong for me to feel homesick and fed up. I dream of deliverance from my suffering.



Farewell Cousin,

Thadius Clements