Letters of Rev. John W. Alvord

Head Qrs Col L. M. Peck 173^d N. Y. Savannah July 25^th. 1865

My Dears,

Here in the tent of the Col. pitched within one of the shady squares of Savannah I write. He is well & so am I, mainly. Hot indeed, but cooler this morning after a sharp thunder storm last evening. The City more smiling than when I was here before. The people in the streets, not the ladies much, they needing the fashions but minus the money—so they stay inside where simpler skirts will do. Mrs Leff is stopping at the house where I am (Pulaski) [fatty?], & not interesting. She comes from a peg lower in caste, & is not admitted to the best circles here, seldom at the public table but we see here often in the parlor. Is evidently much unnoticed—Find my work, of some sorts en-couraging—especially the schools. Go tomorrow to Hilton H^d Beaufort & on to Charleston, then back to H. H^d & home in the next steamer if I can, But dont be certain—Return the 1^st & the 10^th. I shall surely be there (D. V.)—I wrote all