May the 9 1863
Dar father I tak My pen
hand to let you no that
I am well at presnt
hopen When these
fiue lines Comes hand
May find you in Joyn
the same blessing
I Can in form you that
I have not had nothing
to eat in two days
an I am al Moost starved
I want you Bring
Mee a box of pervines
if you Can for times
is hard hare now
i Com thru the Battle
Safe an Was not hirt
Maryin was not
hirt it was Bad
looken times
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the trees an bushes
was coot all to peses
With balls an grap shoot
Right Soon an lete
Mee no how times
is at home at this
time Dar Mother I
would like be at
hom if I cood mitey
Well i never node
what bad times before
in my life all my
frends my best
respets i gve them
I hauve not receved
no mooney Sence I
was at home i need
somthing to eat
Mity bad if i cood
git it father if you
can com bring mee
an Marey a Box plese
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So I Must
Close for this time
Right soon as
you get this letter
I still remin
loving Son tel
dath Thonten
Sxten to Mr
prier Sexten
My love an true
respts to My
father and mother