Sept the 1 1862
Dear Mother I thought that
I would write a few lines
to let you no that I am
well and I hope you are
all the same I have a good
time here John and Albert
and Horace was in to see me
yestaday and staid all Day
about and uncle Lewis was
in and all his his Children
and aunt sarah and they broug[ht]
in a pece of sweet cake
and I got a pass and went out
with John and staid to aunt
Winslow 2 nights hard bread
and beaf is good the boys
say that I grow fat and
I guess it is so the rest
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of the boys is well
and happy as a pig
in clover and so are we
all tell father that I want
him to get that sled to
Hirams or tell hiram to
hall it up he can take it
a part and put it away
some whare and he must
ge that half days work
if he haint and look our for
that uncle Enos owes for
the wages tell father if any
body wants that p[??]g enough
to give $1.50 for it to let it
go. the one that is to mr Chesters
and I want you to give
that 50 sents to the circle
and let the circle folks no
that I give it for a free
gift and as soon as I
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get any money I am
a goin to give $1.00 to the
mishinary socity and $3.00
to the church I sold my watch
to simon screfner for about
$5.00 and he is agoin to pay me
before long and I have bought
2 pictures for you. I bought
them our of pity for it was
a poor boy about my age
who had one of his armes
all torn to peaces in a mashine
and he had spent all his money
for having it taken off and
I pited him I rememberd
the Bible whare it sais he
that giveth Shall be paid
so I send them to you
and when you look at them
think of a poor boy who
had his arm all torn to
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peaces in a picker in a
factory it was a hard
sight I think of
meetings and all good
things I want you to send
down some apples and sweet
cake and and if you have got
any of mis Lombards salve
I want you to send it you
can send them down by
Uncle Winslow I dont no
wheather I shal come home
or not but I want you
to sent these papers to
Em and that leter to sarah
for thare is one in it for Em
these papers are both hern
from Elisha Turner