Letter, Lester Beers to his father, Ambrose, February 7, 1862

	Far from the Farm: The Civil War Letters of Lester M. Beers
The Beers farmhouse

The letter below is from a series of letters written by Lester Beers to his father, Ambrose. See About Lester Beers for editor's notes.

Camp Congreve
Washington, Feb 7th 1862.

Dear Father;

As I am in want of some letter stamps I thought as the sutler [?] would not take his tickets that the only way for me to get them was to write to you to tell Eliaz [?] or Tancher [?] to send me some stamps in place of those things that he promised to me if I would enlist. Get as many as you can but if he will not you send me one dozen and pay day I will make all right. Please send them as soon as you can get them. My health is much better I feel very well for me. We have a stove in our tent and plenty of good wood to birn in them. The boys of the other camps say that we fare better than any other company that have ever been their. I hope that before I come home I shall have the pleasure of throwing some Congreve Rockets at the rebels. The noise of a cannon is nothing to the noise of a Rocket they are a terrible missal. There has been several Battalions of Artillery discharged. You speak of having very bad weather. It is so here and the mud is very deep. Things remain on the Potomac about the same. The roar of cannon is heard towards Fall's Church. The Union cause never looked more encouraging than now.

I have not any more news to write about but before I close I will remind you about the stamps tell Hancher to send me a goodly number of them or I shall call for those boots and revolver. I think he will sent me the stamps.

Good Bye, Your Affectionate Son

A. A. Beers. Lester M Beers