Dear Lizzy,
This is a beautiful Sunday morning. After the long and refreshing rain the air is like the early, glorious days of spring. It carries me back to the happy days in Augusta where we used to go for a walk on lower "Broad Street" and up the aristocratic "Green."
After that came the long and tedious war, and my promenades were made to the sound of drum and fife. They had their charm for me too, though they involved absence from you and poverty for us both. Now the bright days are coming again. We can be together, and George's prattle will add a new interest to the future walks upon the shady side of Government Street, or the plain broad prairie road.
I have a letter from father which I enclose. When he wrote it he did not know that I had not received my money, only from the fact that I made no allusion to it. I only knew that it was sent to me by a letter from Bella on the 15th of July which casually mentions it. Her letter was received about the first of this month and I immediately wrote that it had not come, and requested Pa to send the duplicate. I have continued to write to the same purpose ever since, two or three times a week. Should have telegraphed, but there is no line there.
In my letter of the 24th I sent you $10 for pin money. It was all I could spare after paying my debts. You know I borrowed money when I first came down to buy a few things for you and some shirts for myself. If I don't hear from my money by the last of this week, I will borrow all that I can and send it to you (on Saturday say) by express to Montgomery: addressed
Mrs. James Williams
Care of Mr. James S. Wainright (of Prattville)
Montgomery, Ala.
It then should be in the office of the "Pioneer Express Co" Montgomery on Monday the 3d of September.
The only town news that I have heard is that Col. Forsyth (of the 3d Ala) had an affair with young "Sa Vega", which resulted in Sa Vega being stabbed seriously in several places. He will however recover "it" is thought. The trouble was about Forsyth's wife, and it has been brewing for about a year, more or less.
My friend, Rev. Mr. Dorman is seriously ill. It is reported this morning that he is dead, but I am satisfied that it is a mistake. Outside of the cotton business there is great stagnation and I am informed that many in the city are in want. It is astonishing that with such a state of affairs everything should remain at high figures. The gov't authorities have now stopped all cotton from coming to the city, and if this is kept up for any length of time we will feel the loss of our single prop.
Williams
