6 1862
The State of ala Fayett County September th
dear compnion i take my pen in hand to let you no
how we all ar i am tolibel wel at the presente
time as fore the rest of the conexson tha aint all wel
bute nun of them is bad of i hop when thes few
liens comes to hand tha wil fien you wel and douing
likewise I hainte mutch to rite at the present time i
resve a leter from you the 5 it was dated the 25 i
was glad to hre from yiou and here you was wel
william it aint worth whil for me to trie to
rite how bad i waunte to se you for I caint
you so it seame like a longe time sence you lefe home
and shour a nuf it has bin the time has paste of
sloe and lounsom to me it seames that ther
is nothing but sorrow and trubel to be sen now
fore when we here from you all we donte no that
we wil ever here eny moer from you thou I stil
have a hope of se you again you wanted me to rite a bout
the cropes tha ar Sora and vera Sora we had won of
the beste rines laste Sunday we hav had sence you lef
home i think you wonte to no about the concrip tha ainte
took non out of our setl ment yet tha take all out of
wa[l]ker dis charge and all Jim madrson is goin to starte
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of the 15 of this munth and the [krik?] is that all wil
haft to goe i recon when tha git all tha wil be satsfid
William i am sora to no that you donte git a nuf to eate to
think how hard you have work to have a plentey to liv on
and you ar drug where you are impsed a pon lik a belen
you ar you hav a hard time a coking i no but i am a heape
beter satisfied to no you ar coking then to no you was a
fiting William i am in hops that you wil git to come
home before longe i am at your papes i am goin to sta
severl das oh what wod i give f you was her to
William i waunt to se you i cod tel yu meny
things you waunt me to rite often i rite ever
week i am in a litel hopes of you giting to
come home i waunte you to trie to come whe
hu comes he rites he is going to trie come on a
furlow my advis to you is to doe the bis you
can for i caint be with you William it harde
to be separate lik we all ar but i cainte
helpe it when i think of never you a gain
it grev me oh the tears i have shed senc
i saw you so i muste come to acloes Rhoda Poe to
William S Poe rite when you can