Chattanooga, Tenn.
Nov. 4, 1863
My dear parents
I wrote you a few lines while at Nashville, which I presume you have ere this received.
I arrived at this place safely Monday morning – was just one week on my way and found the boys posted in fortifications on top of a high mountain and in good spirits - were very glad to get the bundles which I brought from home for them.
They have been on one fourth rations for some time but prospects are beginning to brighten since boats have commenced running between this point and Bridgeport.
The Rebs frequently try to shell us (from) Lookout Mountain but they either fall short or explode above us and are consequently harmless: they however managed to hit the hospital building yesterday with a solid shot which went through the entire building, no person was injured.
Maj. Golden is looking very well. Cousin Doug. is not very well. Frank is very well – Mat Scott is still at Cowan Station – have not seen him.
My haversack filled at home did good service, I ate meals from it in the several states of Ohio, Kentucky, Tennessee and Georgia, and had a little left when I got here.
The weather is very hot here now – seems like August.
I’m feeling first rate – Cousin Sam has handed in his resignation, will probably be accepted.
At Cincinnati I bought a coat & gum blanket which are of a good quality.
Well, the Rebs have opened their batteries on us from Lookout, so I must go out & see them waste their ammunition as there is no danger to be apprehended from their 32 pounders. They bursted one of their largest guns yesterday.
Much love to all. Affectionately,
your son David Putnam
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