14 October 1861

[Note: The following letter is archived in the Cornelius Van Houten Correspondence, Manuscript Division, Library of Congress, but has not been previously published.]

Camp Olden [Trenton, New Jersey]
October 14, 1861

Dear Father,

I have not got my things yet. The Captain has been down and he says we will go to Washington on Wednesday or Saturday. I wish if you have anything to send me you would send it to me as soon as possible for I think we will go for our overcoats will be here tomorrow morning. I am sorry you and Mother cannot see me beforeI go but never mind—I will try and be a good boy and do my duty to my God and my Country. You can write to me as soon as you wish. You can direct your letter the same as before. I will get it sure. And have Capt. Bean’s name into it.

If you have not sent that picture, you must send it sure as soon as possible for I cannot fight without it. I will send Sammy to Newark tomorrow. You need not say anything to Mary for I may possibly go to see her if the rest do go. You may say goodbye to all the folks for me. Give my love to all. I will give you directions when I get in Washington.

I caught a cold last Saturday night. It will be all over pretty soon. Jo went to Trenton today and came home pretty drunk. He is making plenty of fun with the boys. Sammy likes it first rate in camp. I must [ ] for roll call. It is nine o’clock so goodbye to all. While I remain your obedient son, — C. Van Houton

P. S. Before I could finish my letter, I was called to guard a tent with a prisoner in. I am very sleepy this morning for I had to stay on guard one hour more than I ought to through the neglect of our corporal. I have been very agreeably disappointed this morning. I just heard that we will not go until Monday next. I am glad I did not finish my letter last night for now I am almost sure of seeing my Mary.

I wish you would please send my suspenders to me. I want them for I can’t keep my pants on without them. I did not see the Captain yesterday for he did stay five minutes.

I shall have to stop. Goodbye. Come and see me if you can. Your son, — C. V. H.