Camp Sherman mississ
September 25 1863

Dear sister it is
with pleisure I Seat
my Self to let yo no
that I am stil on the
mend I received yore
kind leter A few days
cince and was glad to
hear from you and srrow
to hear that it is so
Sickly thair tho no
mater wher we ar in this
world we must al
hav our triles with
Sicknes and before these
lines reaches you you
wil hav A picture
left thair that
wil Sho you qute A
change in me cince
you last Saw my
face I was Sorrow to
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to hear that fothers
back was no beter
tho when I first herd
it was Sore I was A
fraid that he wold
drink So that he
wold not get wel
very soon wel I wil Close
my few lines hoping
when I rite A gain
I wil be able to
rite more next time
I tremble So I can
hardly rite good by
for this time rite
often and I wil do
the Same B Cohee
to alapher huffer

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vicks burg mississ