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Letter from Fanny to Frank Hall, from Hartford, Ct.

                                                                                                                                    Hartford Dec. 11th, 1862

My dearest one

          Where and how are you, my husband, are questions constantly on my heart. I do not know why, but it never occurred to me there could or would be such delay about letters. Yours to me it seems, so needless that they should be delayed. Sometimes I feel so that I fairly do not know what to do. Here it is, the 1l and yours from Washington was the 8? I know, my husband, it is from no fault of yours, no neglect. For ten years, I have whenever we have been separated, had letters every day or other one, so I have not a shadow of a doubt if you are able to have written, I know you would make every effort rather than not, but then if the mails keep the letters from me, it is not to be wondered at that I am troubled. It is suprising that I did not anticipate it perhaps but with correct & explicit direction, I supposed it would be regular enough. And if you do not hear from me, I know it must be a great trial to you, too.
          Oh, my husband, are you well, are you comfortable? From the newspaper I learn that there was a wire from Stafford Court House, either Wednesday or Thursday, and I fear you need a great many conveniences that you ought to have had.
          Oh, how I pray for you & think of you constantly, my husband. God only knows. My very heart goes out to you, Franky. Oh, how I love you. How I dwell in your love; it is so tender, so deep, dear hubbie. You cannot tell how it is with me all the time. It is such sweet confidence, oh, but how I long to feel you and watch you.
          Franky, my husband, if you are sick, trust neither to telegraphs or letters, send someone to me, immediately. It is the only way to make sure; remember you gave me your promise you would send for me. But do not trust only to telegraph or letter, send someone on and turn all fop me, and remember God will help wify come to you. Don't let anything keep you for one instant from keeping your promise.
          Stop & think for one instant how you are my earth & all. How my happiness is bound up in you & do to wifey as you would have her do to you. Send immediately. But you will remember your promise, for it was a positive one.
          Do you wonder I am anxious. It seems as if I could not give my mind to anything. This morning in reading family prayers I came to something that made me feel that I must try and do something. So, this morning, hubbie, I read for an hour in "Napoleon." Was that being a dear little wify? Tell me my husband.
          Oh, I do love you so, so dearly. You don't know how dearly, I am finding out about it anyway, dear Franky. Is there any thing in the wide, wide world I can say to induce you to be careful of yourself. It is a duty to God as well as to your own wife. Hubbie, will you think of this, will you remember what you are to me and be cautious. Yet, even you, my husband, can't know all you are to me. And no words can tell. God knows, and deep, deep in my heart I know. Oh, for the love you have for me be cautious for me; remember it is for me.\
          Yesterday and today the weather has moderated a good deal, and I am most thankful. I have felt this cold weather for, you so much. Remember if your throat troubles you, your duty is plain and do not delay, but come home.
          It certainly was a sweet Providence came that Lieut. Major Palmer's letter here so that I could know they were expecting you, and where the Regt. Was. I should certainly have supposed you were coming on finding the place supplied. And then it would have been still harder to found it was just detention of mails. Pray dearest, the God may give us each strength to do as we ought and that He will spare us one to another long and happily here on earth and let us be indeed help mates to one another.
          My Frank, I know Just how interested you will become & how utterly forgetful of self you will be. But I beg and entreat of you fop my sake to remember that you will impair your usefulness & will do contrary to God's will if you do not have a proper regard to your health. Will you heed my request?
          I sent word to John to have him ready to take this to the office for the 5:15 mail so you shall have a fresh letter. I went out yesterday and took, a little walk. The day was very pleasant. Then hubbie, Tuesday according to your request, I went down to see Dr. Hawes; he was in, saw Mrs. Hawes and had a pleasant call. Met Dr. H. in the street afterwards and had a little talk, He was very cordial & pleasant, sent his love to you. I believe said he should have been very glad to have seen you, as you talked of calling, you know. It would do your heart good to see what an interest in you the servants take and how they try to be thoughtful of me; it is most pleasant, it is so good to have any body enter into your feelings and feel with you.
          Have you a horse? If you are on the onward move, I suppose you will not come on to do anything about these horses. My husband, remember and not for anything attempt to go with out any comfort that can be procured. Think how anxious I am and be careful. Do not allow yourself for the sake of seeing anything to expose yourself. In your duties there will, I know, be exposures, but do not take any that can be avoided.
          Oh, hubbie, my heart is with you all the time. Do you have any ladies in Camp? I see at Chantilly several officers have their wives with them. Tell me everything you can about yourself, your work. I am sure of one thing, you will love the men & I trust, gain their affection. You know I think you have a way of doing that.
         And I trust God will let you do great good to their souls and by the duties there prepare you for the pastoral duty at home. I mean with a parish, and long spare us to one another here.
          John has come. Ma sends "seashells" of love.
          And from your wife the deep, true, unfailing heart love of thine own wifey.

                                                                                                                                        Fannie Fan