the 23 1861
Manan sys Junc tion Sept
Deer Sys ter I Seat my Self
Down this eav ning to let you no
that i am in the land of the
livin lis wee hav moov 15 mils
over on the pertomeck river
Wee air in sight of the yan
kes tha Sail up and down the
big river lis i am Sick but
I hope i will git well
I have a minty bad coaf and
Is So yet i am minty weeak
lis you and frank woont rite
nor no boddy wont rite
to mee i am go ing to quit
Riting you all you wont
Rite to me papa an mam
My i want you to right
to mee reck is hogish he wont
Righ[t] nother but if non you
won[t] right you can just
let hit alone
cage wont right nother
you cant ex pect my frie
nds to right to mee
tell all my friendes to ri
ght A: H: Dalton
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Mother hit Is true
wee air long Ways apart
but ihope wee will meat
A gain mother when i git
I Will Sta thair with you
I am along ways from home
you now and if god is will
ling wee will meat again
And if not wee wont
I aint no bet ter
I must come to aclose
Re mains yorse un til
Death right to me Soon
you sarve me bad
A: H: Dalton to fannie
Dalton and to lisxey Dalton
Right to me Soon