Campes neare Chick moba Stashon [1]
october the 3 1863
Deare Wife I take the optunity of
riting you a few lines to let you
know that i am well and i hope
those few lines may cume to your
hand and find you all well
we left decater the first day of
this month and gote heire the
2 day we gote varey wet and coald
and never had nuthen to eat
from the time we left that
place tal we got here all the
bread we git here is spoilt and
we cant hardley eat it as
we cume throug atlanty there was
a hole care load of wounded men
of ours and sume of ham [2] had not 
bin drest for tha was so meney that
tha cudnot tento [3] them we are in
six miles of the yankes and we
dont know when we will bee
cold on to fite our men keepes
take them prisner and sens
them to richmon
renforse brage armma we are camps
on the place where the yankes an our men
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fout on i have drawed one pare of
shoes sence i have come back i want
you to sell my hay before it spile
to bad and git all you can for it
i want you to rite as soon as you git
this letter and rite all the nuse
the reason i send sich a litel letters
my paper is scase and i hant got
much money and paper is so hig[h]
i cant git it we have large forses
heir and tha keepe cumin in and
we have droed our guns and ou[r]
amasion [4] i want to see you and the
children mity bad i want you
to rite as ofen as you can so i
can heare all the nuse i can want
excuse my little letter forihant
got time to rite much now
i want you to send mee avile of ink
by Sanford mores when he cumes
i will cme to a close by houdy
and good by my deare from
Wilbern Tomson to Charlot
a Jane