December 8 1862

Campe Nere Fedricks burg
My Deare
be love Wife I drope
you a fewe lines to
let you knoo that
I am ingoy god health
and I hope When those
fewe lines comes to
hand ma find you
all well at home
and all the Settlement
I have no nuse To rit
to you I ont you to the
the Wether is cold
heare the Ground is coverd
With Snooe I have jest
com in of Gard had to
out one the Snooe last
Night and I Wold like
to See you all and I wold
Give aney thing in
this World to bein at
home last night for
I Suferd With
cold you beter be
lieve I like to frose
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I Wold like to be
at home to eat Som
God crackling bred
and Wold like to take
crismas With you
all but I See tha is
no chance for hit
haft to give upe
crismus and think
about comeing home
When I can git the
chance hit is a lones
time heare We had
corn bred for brects
this Morning and not a
nuf of that We
Will drou rice and bred
to day and nuth eles
rite Soon nuth more
present onley remand
you affect Housban
on tewe death
From Robert Spainhou
To Phebe Spainhourd
Wen this you See
remember me tho