Ala Posap Co Sept the 11 1863
Well my Dear husband I a gain tak my
pen in hand to drope you a few lines
in ancer to you kine letter which cam
to hand a few days since an found all
well and I hope when this coms to you
sweet hands it may fine you in the
richis of god bles harris I have nothig
worth you attenion to write mor then
I am right hart sick to see you and I
dond lwok like I cant standed much [1]
longer but I no you want to com as bad
as I wand you to com I am ritin this letter
for Mis Sanford to carry to you an ma [2]
bay when Mis sanford com you will
get the chanch to com home I hope
an trust to god you may and I will
pray for that to night it looks lik you
will have to com home to [reton?] to you
fares if the is iney chance for it [3]
this is sodday eveing I am a going up
to Mis Sanford in the morning to take
him this letter an you [pants?] and sheap
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skin an som potato and I am so sory
I cant get somthing to send you som
butter I cold cry a bout it I sold too pounds
of butter yestady an I cold send you too
pounds to day if I cold only get
somthing to put it in for Aman ses
you must com home an helpe him to
dight and eat gubers he is at work on [4]
them now while Aley is so swete
at slepe for I wish you cold see hir she
is the swett child and the best one you
ever saw ever day she ses she wants to
see par and I will go an get ambertipe an
shose it to hir yor mar got a letter from
frank an he was well Nell never has hird
a word from ben since you left harris
I wist you cold com home for I am as
fat as a pig in a pen I look like I have bin
in a pen I wold rite som which wold make
you laght but I am a fread som won wod
see it if I cold get to hugh you it wold do me
more good then eney thing I hav eate in a
month harris you dont no how I cold love you
o harris you dont no how I cold love you if
I cold swese you bones I Malinda Averret