[Probably written by David Watkins, who adds a note at the end of the letter]

Georgia Franklin June 22 1864
County
Dear companion I sete my
Self this moning to Rite
you a few lines to let you no
I am not wel nor hant
Ben sense you went of[f]
tho I Keep up and a bout
hoping these few lines
ma come safe to hand
and find you well and
Doing wel I wa[n]t you to
Come home if you an git
any chance as soon as you
can I have nothing new
to Rite to you that is good
we heard to day the yankeys
had burnt up gansvill
And Clarksvill I Dont no
whether it is So or not
We hear a heep from the
ware and nothing good of
late we hav had a heep
of Rane sense you left
home we hant cut the wheat
yet it ant quit[e] Ripe
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tha has Ben so much Rane
here we hante ploude over
Much yet tho we begun
to la[y]by this morning tha corn
looks very wel as yet
I hant seen Mem Crump [1]
Sence you left home I
wil try to See him before
long your father and famaly
and Patcy and famaly
is well I wil close
Remane yours as ever
Frankey Watkins
to James Watkins

James Watkins we ar well
I got your Recipt from
you told me to I hant
giv in our tax yet I ant
in no hury we had our
lexion larken bete White
one vote Jim if you cant come
home take care of your Self
D G Watkins