Wednesday Night.
I
received your letter today, was so glad to hear from you. I stood on my Sacred History Examination
today but if I have passed it is by the nape of the neck. I was fooling with a boy before dinner and he
accidentally hit me on the nose and made it bleed, I lost nearly a half-an-hour
by this, and the consequence was that I was so hurried that I had to pass over
a good many questions I might have said something about. I won’t grumble any more about poor
fare. My finger has healed up at
last but is still stiff, and my hand is well. It seems to me I get sick, or something gets
the matter with me every year, just as the Examination of the most important of
my studies commence. You know last year
I had the mumps just as my Latin came off.
I don’t know why it is, but it seems to me I have the afflictions of
Job, and a good share besides. I
brought my Bible up to my desk yesterday I’ll see if it will do me any good. I gained some on my columns last week, but
not enough to do any good. I received
your letter Saturday, thanks for the 25c.
Please don’t ask me any more to do better than I have done, for it makes
me feel like a sheep-killing-dog. I
might have made the course in 3 years, but these fool demerits bothered me so I
couldn’t think of much else besides.
I’ve
written a long letter but its full of grumbling from one end to the other
please excuse all you can and don’t pay any attention to the rest. Love to Sister and all others.
Once more
Your Loving Son
J.E.B.Stuart