Wheeling, May , My dear Lou, And so a "little bird says" you have been scolding me for not writing sooner and the good effect in consequence is the appearance of this rusty epistol which goes off in honor of the three months salute you gave my last Paddy from Cork. So don't unfurl your feathers to the wind, "mi chen" it is but little over that time since I first read your welcome missive. But scold away. There's nothing like rainy days and scolding hens to drive a body to the pens. Every thing is "le militaire" these days, so pardon my letter if I write nothing but war news. I am heartily sick of it and scarcely read any but our daily paper. We have just heard there are bad news from Hooker's army. If true, I will feel despondent for the future. Wish some "Joan of Arc"