my dear amelia: i have been in two fights, and am unhurt. i am about to go in another i believe to-night. our men fought well on both occasions. the last was desperate we charged that terrible battery on morris island known as fort wagoner, and were repulsed with a loss of 300 killed and wounded. i escaped unhurt from amidst that perfect hail of shot and shell. it was terrible. i need not particularize the papers will give a better than i have time to give. my thoughts are with you often, you are as dear as ever, be good enough to remember it as i no doubt you will. as i said before we are on the eve of another fight and i am very busy and have just snatched a moment to write you. i must necessarily be brief. should i fall in the next fight killed or wounded i hope to fall with my face to the foe.