Oct, the, 21, 1864

Camp Davis
Dear Wife I Rcd yur
kind lletter the 20
I was glad to here you
got home Safe By the Besing
of god well Mag R,CC
is Well at Present
I hant bin Sick a day
Since you left me my
helth is good at present
I am on the Sound came
here yesterday 6 miles from
toun in a tent lying
on the ground bad chance
for cold wether D Morison
is well Parks is Sick
the rest is well that
old man Wilber is Sick
I cald to See him if you
Send that cloth tel
to fech it on doun to me
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I hant time
to write
much
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Well Mag you run from
the yelow feve I Dont
think there was one case
of it in Wimington
I Dont no how long we
will Stay Down here I Dont
like the place but I Dont get
what I want if I Did I
be at home with you
But the Lord only noes
when that will be I am Sick and tired of this war
it is hard times and worce
a cuming But the Lords
Will Be Dun Not Mine
I Will have to Submit
to all those trubles and
trials and trust in the
Lord to being us
that is my hope and
trust that is what keeps
me up Write Soon
give me all the Nuse RC to M.J.C
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git your wheat and oats
soed as Soon as you can