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South Carolina
"the wind blows so very cold"
South Carolina

Sergeant J.D. Cooper
Company G
16th South Carolina

Music by Dayle K.


Dear Husband:

I have no news of interest to rite. We have very cold weather now. It is raining and sleeting some today and the wind blows very cold and perhaps my dear one maybe out. All the while I am blessed with good houses and fire. I think of you often and particularly in disagreeable weather. I do hope and trust that this year will close the war and that we maybe spared to live many happy years together again. It is very hard very hard to be sepperated from those we love. but perhaps it may all work out for our good hereafter.

Dear one you must rite often and let me know how and where you are and if you are getting anything to eat and if there is anything I can possbily do for your comfort. I will do it with pleasure. Your little boy is well and grows fine. I kiss him very often for you. I do hope it wont be very long before you can kiss him yourself. I am very anxious to see you but if you are spared I shall look for you one week before next summer. Now rite often and give me the news. Give my respects to Levi and accept my best love yourself.

Truly, M.Cooper

There is very little that one can add to Mollie Cooper's words. It is all there. J.D. Cooper would live to pick up the colors at Pine Mountain, he would survive the wounds at Pineknot Mountain, Ga. and Franklin, Tn. and the prisons of the north.

He would survive it all and then walk home, a man who could no longer vote. He and those like him were men with no country. He would survive reconstruction and the poverty and redemption in "76". He would help in the building of two churches Enoree Baptist and Athens A.M.E., one white and the other black. He would provide a scalding pot for the public and water for anyone who needed to butcher his pig and was to poor to own a pot. He would have a Masonic Lodge named for him and become the first photographer in Travelers Rest. He would come home and build a new life out of the ashes.

Today we ridicule and scoff at such small things but it was life in a starving and occupied south. Levi Cooper would not live to see all this. He would die of the wounds he received in defense of his county, the Confederate States of America, at Dallas, Ga. (Battle of New Hope Church) in defense of Atlanta. He would bleed to death in defense of liberty, in the face of repressive government. Levi Cooper did not die alone. Have you forgotten your family. Worse yet, are you ashamed of them?

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