Camp near bunker hill
July the 19th 63
Dear Wife I take
the pleasier of writing you a fiew lines which
will inform you that I am not well at this
time I have a bad cold and I am waried out
a marching but we are stoped at this time
but we dont no for how long we will stay hier
they is Some talk of our going back in
mayerland but I am in hopes that the war will Soon
end for I tired of mayerland I hope that we will
not go back thare we marced through PN and
we had a hard fight thare we lost all of our
boys nearly thare charly got kild and he suferd
a graideal from his wound he lived a night and
a day after he was woundid we sead hard times
thare but we got a nugh to eat ther but we
dont now as to my Self I git a nugh for I
dont want nothing to eat hardly for I am
all most Sick all the time and half crasy
I never wantid to come home so bad in
my life but it is So that I cant come
at this time but if we come down South
I will try to come eny how for I want
to come home so bad that I am home sick
I want you to kepe charlys pistol and if
I ever git back I will keep it
Thomas and Robert Ramsy both got woundid
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and they was left with the
yankes but I hope that we will
live to come home without a wound
for I have Seen So many woundid
and died I staid with Charly untill he
died he never spoke after he was woundid
untill he died I never was hurt So
in my life I had reather that it
would of bin my Self as my apertunity
is bad of writing I will close So
nothing more only I Stil remain
your kinde and afectionet husband
John Futch

Dear mother I want to let you
no that I have not for got you
yet nor never will as long as I live
I have wrote to you too or three
times and never have got eny answer
I want to See you the warst in
the world and talk with you I will
write to you before long and write you
a long letter dont forget to write
to me for it is all the satisfaction
I see is to heir from you all So I
will close for the want of Somthing to
write So nothing more only I remain your
kinde son John Futch