November the 13th 1863
My Dear John, I embrace this another opertunety
of writing you which I sincarely hope may reach
you well I have just got the gratifying pleasure
of yours of 10th inst & whis I confess has bin a pleas
ure for me to heare from you as I had not heard a word
from you since you left home Dear John I am
sorry to say to you I am not well I have bin sick bad
ever since last sunday with the worst cold and so hoa
rse that you could heare me talk without whispering and
an a real soar throat I have bin doing seveal thing for it
and none apear to do any good yet, sisy She was taken sick
with chill feavr last wendesday verry siverly a hot feave
all day an that night an we gave her oil sinc she apears son
ne better to day she is clare of feave she comp[l]aines of her head
hurting her her throat she complained of at first that is better
she has not bin well since you left home to my opinion
If she continue to mend we will not send for any doctor an
if dont send for Dr Wolf I sincarely hope till this letter reaches you
you will be ready to start for home as I am ticipate seeing you
soone sisy she is anxious to see pa so I will look for you accord
ingly Brother Ben has rote to his wife the wold be here till
the 20 of this month sure so I hope you may all met at home
to geather once more to enjoy your selves gloriously
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Dear John I have nothing now to relate to you : mor than Mr
Fed Livingston has a fine daughter. a five days old I saw
fed this morning all his family are well only Mrs livingston
an she is pert considering: Ann has got one lter from george
since the fight he did not get hurt but he comp[l]ains of har
d living nothing sarcley to eat since that they have bing fit
ing three days John Wolf he is killed Jo Robison arm taken
off an we did heare george & larance was both wounded
we dont no wheahter it is true or not they are so many false rep
orts going Dear John : we have some splendid beer now
to drink I wish you had some of it to drink it is better th
an brandy your Fathe will I think have som persimmon
brandy in the coarse of weeak so you will get som of that
if you are lucky to get hom is you stated in your leter [1]
My Dear I must tell you My old sweet hart s[t]ayed with us
last night Elvin Ayres, he is come up on buisness to buy
Flour & Brandy : so he made a short stay I would is soon
expected any body else as him
dont mind my foolry as it all amounts to nothing
My Dear I mist come to a close by sayin except my best
respects I hope to see you soone Sisy send houdy to pa an
thanky for her money I remaine yours as ever
excuse mistakes if if you please I am sick
your Affectionate wife R. E. Jefcoat