Richmon Va July the 13. 1862
Dear father I Seat my Self down this
Morn Ing to let you now that i am
well and all of the boys Is well
And when thes few lins comes
to hand I hope that hit will finde
you all well I have no thing mutch
to right Wee air campd too miles
from Richmon the weather
Is verry hot out hear crops
loocks verry well Some corn
Is as hy as my head Whheat
Is Splended the men is all putty
broake down Wee have bin march
ing and fight ing So [??]
I have bin S[orter?] Sick but i am gitting
Well [again?] well mother Sephus
will start home in 4 or five
days ande then I will Sende you
My likeness by him ande i will
Sende al[??] pocket [boock?]
Home by Sephus Darby
Well I have roat about all that
I no of well lis I resceive
A let ter from you that was
Dated june the 22 Stated that you
All was well I am Sorry to hear
that miss evens was dead
Well I have roat all the nus In
camp that I now of i will Send
you my likeness tel Cager to right
And aron and ann to right
And right yore Self fair you
well Right Soon
A. H. Dalton