landing [June 8, 1864]
June the eight virgina white hous
my dear wife and Child it is with
grate pleasure that i did to day
get t[h]e leat from you i did read
with angity to se you a gone
and to in Joy life [?????] onse
more william perys lette
and Joles Jacobs leter to was in it
i was glad to here from all of the
peaple yo rote that you talked
of comin but that wood
Cost one hundard dollars and
besides all of that you mint
not find me so i do tink bst
not to com i wood like to see yo
and hanah an [???] well but
that ant be yet so tell ses that
pap sis not to think no more of
coming to see her pap now
for she may see him Som time
when She dont expect to see [pa?]
[page 2]
He may come home like
a theefe in the night to see her
last night i was detaled to nurs
the woonded in the horspetitles
how long i dont now hanah an
try to lerne all you can
So when i do com home you can
reede to mee i did get to letters
from andover to day Calve Elit
is drafted Jo Collens is drafted
and Jo Sanders to but you can
Say that i ante but if i was
i want Say what i woood give
all that i have got
how long Shell it be that i must
be in this plase got onleys nows
but i do hope not long for i cant
Standit long So i have grone
quite poore sins i did com here
the hot weather dont a gree
with me here very well
it is so hot here
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and Such a bad smell
amonst the dead and wonded
the woonded men is got
magets in there sores
and dos Stink so bad
i most confes it a grate deal
wors than i did tink it
cood be men die all of the
while here i have bot all that
i have eat sins i did com here
it cost me [??] dolar a day to by
one quarter what i do want to
eat but time and good lock
may bring me saft home
to you agane how dos father
feel now about get ing plenty
to help him or is he now
beholding eny or dos he
thinke it all good yet
tell mother that i do
think of her and wish
to now how she dos
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if wel or not
now hanah Ann
yor pap sis you must
give up of thinking of
Coming here it is one
thousand milds to whare
i be Jane kis hur for mee
for i do dreeme of home
most every night and
of coming home last
So no more this time
right Soone
ths to my Wife and
Childe the from frends
of my hart good luck to
you Daniel B Lee
youre husbane and
frende
[1] i have rote every day to you Sins i com here
i have rote som twent letters to you