Jan the 9 1862
Dear wife i have
rote you 2 letters sence
the the 17 day of Dec
and i sent you Some
money in it and i
have got no ancer yet
from it but i hope i
will dear wife i wish i
cold here from you
evry day rite to me
evry weake the weather is cold
out here it has snode 3 days an
nits togeather we are expect
ing afight every day we
have to keepe our Selvs
in re daness [1] all the time
i am well at this time
and i hope that this will
find you an the babys all
well tell all howdy for
me Wm H Little is in
the hospittal there is about
15 in the hospittl old Inglet
is there igot a leter from them
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to day an they are giting
beter so henry rote to me
all of you must rite
to me and rite how
much you draw i want
to se you all so bad tell
i have got no sence hardly
i hope i will se you all a gain
i sleepe cold every nite for
the want of bed close but i hope
god will take ceare of me i
trust in him but the
Chance looks bad
i can not rite much
more for i am so cold
tell i can not rite much
but you must rite a
heepe to me tell all my
frinds to rite to rite to me
i do not expect to se
you all tell war is Closed
but if it ends in time of
5 years i think i will return
for i think i will keepe my
health
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my dear wife how
i long to se you an
my Children you must
rite soon so i must Close
nothing more but I remain
my love to you untell
dath yourse truly
from Thos W G Inglet to
his love Martha Inglet
tell Farther an mother
an bill mack dolly
[ib rush?] an Hester an
all howdy for me an
give them my love