Jan: the 3 : 1864
Dear Wife I take
the present opertunity
of droping you a fu lines
to let you kno that I am
well and I rect your kind
epistle dated the 29 Dec you Spoke
of not geting a leter from
me I have rote 3 Since
I receved your last one I rite
once a week and twice Sum
weeks you Spoke of my thum
it is Sound well but I have
got a Sore finger I got the skin
nocked of it hurts me from
riting you kno that it dont
take my flesh long to heal
well Mag I lef Wilmongon
mondy last in the rain it
raind as hard; as I ever Saw
it you ma ges how wet I was
I got here about Sun Set
wet and cold and no fier neer
we hant had no fier yet onley
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to cook with we cant get wood
wee Sleep in a cold Stable with
our beds Spred on the ground the
last 3 days is cold and wet and
windy I never Saw as hard win
nur as cold win in my life
the win gts a fare Sweep at us
water all round us there is
good winters quarters here but
tha are ocapied there is 10
CO here Sume of them is going
to leve wee will git hous then
R C C is Stil on Detale tha cant
put up no houses without
R C C I made a house out of
Clabords Since here I have
bin the colds work I ever dun
Sum put up tents but the [wind]
tore them all to peces it is
the coldes win I ever felt go to
bed and git up with out feer
Sum of our mes is bad of with
cold and Sore throts Sam cald [1]
is hartey and our cook is Sick
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Well Mag I have just come
from church preching right
here Babtest his text was
Sams 14 and 3 I receved a leter
this morning from C.A.C he
of a great revivel in concord
Mag I wod like to kno if you
got ahand to hire you must
have on or 2 let the cost
be what it ma hier hen and
leander you can git Som
body to tend to them dont
Stand on the price any thing
you need buy it you will
have to buy Sum plous
maby you can by Sum Share [2]
from C.A.Caldwell if you can
buy them right of[f] if you cant
you must by 2 or 3 moles
one horse moles See Charles
about them I rote you a leter
2 or 3 days ago you must
pich in Mag do the best you can
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Well Mag I am geting very
Cold Setting on the Sand writ
to you on my trunk wee have
no Sunday doun here I hant
Saw no Sunday Since i have
left home week weekedness
well mag I cant tell you
when i will go home thats is
un noen no furlos to go home
is given now I wold like to
go home home but So
be it I must be content
time pases of fast But
this is a dark hour with us
I dont See prospect of
da yet But I dont think
much of this war from the
comence ment it a un
holy war Well Mag I
Close ma god Bles you
R C C * Still remaine
your friend til death
his hand and