Camps near Calhoun Ga
March the 2[9?] 1864

Dear Sister it is with
the gratist of love and pleasure
that I seat my Self this
morning to rite you a few
lines in anser to your kind
letter that I received a few
minits a go and I was truly
glad to hear from you and
to hear that you was well
I got a letter from you and
one from Ri[?] one Carrie one
J. S. Councill they was all
rote the 20 of february they
was rite Smart while on
the road but I was glad
to git them for that was
the first time that I
heard from my dear Carrie
Since I left home
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dear Sister I havent any
news worth riting to you
everything is Still a long
our lines as fair as I now
we are a way from the Army
and we dont hear any thing
hear we are a bout twenty
miles below dalton me and
Elbert Davis we are a driving
wagons in the general Army
Supply train it has bin
over a month Since I Saw
any of our Regt but they
rite to us [a?] every now and
then we have Some very bad
wether hear for the time
of year I think it rained as
hard last nite as I ever
heard it rain in my life
it has Snowed two Snows her[?]
in this month
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dear Sister as to what
I rote a bout the Rebbles a
fighting at tunnel hill they
neadent to dispute my
word for I dident rite that
I Saw it for I wasent their
but they was lots of men
that told us that it was
Surtin Sow for they Said
that they had Seed the
wounded men a going to
the horse pital and they
told them that was the
way that they got hirt
well polley you can tel
them that they Can dispute
my word as mutch as they
please Sow they dont dispute
it to my fase I think if
every body was as clear of riting
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lyes and teling lyes as I am
I dont think that they would
bee half as may told anuff
a bout that well Polley I
want you and my dear
Carrie to rite to me every
day or two for I want to
hear from hur and you
and little jo every day
give my best love and respect[?]
to Carrie and to all of my frien
and tel them to rite to me
give my respects to Clary
and tel hur if she likes
to kiss just to go over and
kiss Beckeys walkers Ass
you must rite Soon and
often no more only I remain
your Brother til deth parts us
good bey from W.H. Horton
to M.A. Councill