A touching letter.
--The New Orleans Crescent publishes the last letter written by the lamented Dreux to his lovely young wife. We copy the concluding paragraph, which, in view of the circumstances of the writer's early death, can hardly be read with unmoistened eyes:‘ May the God of battles smile upon us. Cheer up, my dear wife; I have brave hearts and strong arms to sustain and cheer me on, and I feel confident of the result. Many a noble son of Louisiana may fall by my side, and I may be the first to bite the dust, but rest assured that they or I will always be worthy of the esteem and respect of our countrymen, and endeavor to deserve well of our country. When I reach Norfolk I shall writs again, and give you full particulars. Rest assured, until you hear from me, or until the telegraph gives you bad views of our expedition. Come what may, my dear, I belong to my country, and you know you belong to me. One and all, all in one, we owe our duty and our lives to both. Were you as good and brave a man as you are a true and noble woman, I know I would have you by my side, fighting with all your might the base and miserable invaders.
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