Petersburg, Va.
Sept 11 the 1864
My Deare Mother,
I Seat my Self this
Beautiful Sunday moning to drop you
afew lines to inform you that I am
well at present hoping thies few lines
may reach and fined you enjoying
the Best of helth. I would hav
Writen to you Before now But I hav
Bin waiting for Joe Gibson to come
Back, But he dont seame to come and
I cant waite no longer for him.
Mother I hav no news to Write you
only Grant is still in front
of Petersburg, and I think that
he will take the place or stay here
all the Winter, the yankees giv
three chirs for the fall of
Atlanter. Mother I would Bee glad to
Bee at home now, to git Some Grapes.
and apples, Mother I want you to send
my peper and Sage By James
Summer
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If you cant Send it By Joe Gibson, I want
you to send mee 25 good pods of pepper
and all the Sage that you can Beg for mee,
Mother I dont want you to Send mee
no kind of cloths except some socks if
you hav got and socks you may send
mee two pare if you please, Mother
I want you to Bee Shure to kill
you a Beef and dont sell one pound
of it. Mother pleas tell cousin Elly to
send one quart of hunney By James
Summer if she pleas and I send here
the money for it, If she hant got it try
Mr jones. I Want Some the worst in
the World, Mother I must close for the
Want of Something to Write I hope
that Lord will Bless you, I will
Write again in a few days. Nothing
More at present only I Remaine
your affectionate Son untille
Death } Edgar Smithwick