Hour Grove Hospitle
richmon va June th 19 1864
Dear Companion it is through
the tender meerses of god that
I Seat mi Sel to drop you A
few li[n]es to let you Now
that i am well at this time
hoping that these few lines
will Come Saif to hand and
find you an the children all
in joyen the Same like bleson
mi dear i hant got nothing
of in portan to right to you
but i want to Sea you an the
children the worst i ever did
in mi life i want to tack with
you wonest moare it wod b
Satisfacn to mea it dos mea god
to think of you for i think that
it woat b long untill god
will let us meat A gin in
peac i want you all to pray
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for Mea that god will
her prar [???] [???] his children
home and if it is his will to
spare mi life he can do it and
I hope an trust that it is his
will to Spar mi life that i may
git home wones mor in this life
Dear father an mother I will
Send you A few lines to let you
you Now that I hant forgot
you yet i want you to right to mea as
often as you can direct yo leters
to richmon va to the teelvf Ala
ridgment to privet D H Mitchell
Jane I will Send you A ring
So I must Cloze for this
Time So I remain yo husben
Untill debth D H Mitchell
To rebcar Jane Mitchell