April 9,
1864
Little Rock [Arkansas]
My dear Sister [Augusta] & Brother [James]. I
received your letter a few days ago, but I have had no opportunity to answer
it until today. One day this week [our brother] James came up on a boat from
Pine Bluff. Part of his company was detailed to come up as a guard to some three
hundred Confederate prisoners. He got here in the afternoon & hunted me
up and stayed with me the afternoon when he returned to the boat as they
care to leave early in the morning. He is well & getting along well. He
is no longer the cook of the mess. He says that they think they will be sent
to Kansas
soon & be mustered out of service there. He has no intention of going in
again. He says the reason that he has not written home or to you since he
has been at Pine Bluff
is that he has had no time. But letters will reach him if you direct to him
at
Pine Bluff, Arkansas, 5th Regt.
Kansas
Vols.
I have received a letter today from Mr. [Willoughby] Babcock. He wants me to come to
New Orleans
& try to get a Commission in the Corps d’Afrique. He says the medical
examinations are nothing. But it will cost a good deal to go there &
then if I am successful, it will be impossible to say whether I can see home
again. And I can’t begin to think of going then even with the agreeable
prospect of a commission before me, for I am getting very homesick, and
would rather go nearer home than farther off. I got another letter from home
today. Ma has been sick but was better when the letter was written, which
was about one month ago – a long time for letters to come here. I wish
there were better mail arrangements.
I was going to say my prospects were getting
better, but I think not considering everything. A little more than a month
ago, a German [named Epstein] came to town from Pine Bluff. I knew him when out in the army (by the way, he is a capital fellow) &
wanted to come & board with me. I took him. [See
diary entry of 23 February 1864.] He
pays me twenty-five dollars a month. After he had been here a few weeks he
brought his partner [named Rosenberg] in business. They give me fifty
dollars a month. Thus far it is good. I am satisfied & I could make a
little without much trouble. But a few days ago, a young fellow in Q[uarter]
M[aster] Department wanted me to take a mess of Express Riders. He said they
were all good boys, &c &c. I consented to that. They were to furnish
rations & wood & pay thirty dollars per month. There would be five
in the mess. They have been here over a week & I have got heartily tired
of the business. It makes my expenses less, but I am getting to look with
indifference upon inconveniences when I can make some money.
The servants I have, rather light mulattoes, a
mother, daughter, and granddaughter, aged respectively about 50, 23, &
8, are old family servants of Mrs. Adamson, the lady with whom I lived
before she died. They are respectable sort of darkies & have taken good
care of me when I have been sick, both here & at the old place. And if
it had not been for them, I should not be alive now, I believe. What is
more, they have taken such a liking to me that they wish to be my servants
always. They want me to be their master, not slave master, and if I go
north, they want to go too. Live as I do here, it would be a saving business
for me. What do you think of it? I am teaching the old woman to read &
she can get over the Bible tolerably well. Next time you write, tell me your
opinion. Whenever I can get a situation from Mr. Wheeler Bristol for
certain, I shall have money enough to go north on. If my boarders remain
with me any time & I shall not be compelled to ask assistance from any
one. Jim said he would lend me money, but I told him I did not want to
borrow for I thought when I did go, I would be able to raise the money.
Write soon and believe me as ever your affectionate brother – Ralph L.
Goodrich