Your son Erastus Haskell,1 of Co K 141st New York, is now lying sick with typhoid fever here in hospital.
I have been with him quite a good deal, from day to day, was with him yesterday & indeed almost every day, & feel much interested in the young man. He has been very sick, & seems to be so now, as I should judge, but the doctor says he will recover. I had a talk with the doctor yesterday, & he says so still. But Erastus seems to me very sick, & I thought I would write to you. He had some one write to you about two weeks ago, but has received no answer.
Erastus does not talk much, so I do not understand much about his affairs. I am merely a friend. The address of Erastus is
Ward E, Armory Square Hospital | Washington D C
should you wish to write to him direct.
Walt Whitmancare Major Hapgood, paymaster | U S A cor 15th & F st | Washington | D C
Upon second thought I enclose you an envelope to send your letter to Erastus—put a stamp on it, & write soon. I suppose you know he has been sick a great deal since he has been in the service.