Petersburg Va Nov 20th
1864
Dear Wife and Children,
I seat my self this
Morning to Rite you afew lines to let you
now that I am well at this time hoping
that these lines may Reach your kind
hands and find you all in good health.
you Rote that you felt very lonsom sense
our sweete littel Baby dide. I can say to
you that I feel lonsom and disolate hear
sumtines. I feel like that. I never would
git to see you any more but I put my
trust in God he can save life and he can
take it away You Rote that when you went
off and come back that our sweete littel
baby would meete you at the door to kiss
you but now it has quit meeting you and
me but if we doo Right we can meete it in
heaven. if it taint in heaven we nedent
to try to go thare. I am in hops when we
die that we may meete it thare. I cant
Rite for cring and I cant half Rite to
day nohow. I was on picket last night I
dident sleepe any. you Rote that when you
got a letter from me that it would come
to you and ask you if it was hers you
Rote Rote that you had a lock of its hear
and three of its teeth I want you to keep
them till I come home so I can see them
too. I would like to see you all very bad
but I dont no when I will git to come
home you Rote that the day before it dide
it tride to show you sumthing up at the
loft God bless it and all of the balance
of you is the prayer of your loving
husband you Rote that Mr. and Mrs Landis
wanted to now whether I node any thing
about John Landis are not I haint heard
from him [p.1] sence I saw him when I was
at home. you Rote that Mrs Landis was
very good to you. I am glad to hear that.
I am afraid after tha git all of the
silver that tha wont bee so good but I
hope that tha will. you Rote that you
wanted me to git you afine come and send
it to you.
Dear wife I Rite every
week but I dont git no ancer every week
you Rote that tha was inroling the boys
down to 16 years old. I dont now what tha
mean how doo. tha expect for the wimen
& children to live if Richard Camp
comes home. I want you to send me sum
dride beans and sum cabetch and that
possom that I Rote to you to git and
packet it and send it to me and a peace
of pork and if you can send what ever you
can. the unions was very good. you can
tell Mother that if she pleases that She
can send me sum more apils if she
pleases. you Rote that you haint bin as
pore in five years as you are now. you
can send me sum more irish potatoes. tha
are what is good. you Rote that you had
_____and _____ and was halling up your
corn. I want you to Rite whether James
Cowen is gone are not. I Rote to you that
John Wad King was killed the 16 of this
month he lived 6 or 8 hours after he was
shot. his brains was shot out. the ball
struck him in the right side of his head
and come out on the left side of his
forade. it was a dredful looking head.
F. M. Poteet to his
loving wife M. A. E. Poteet
[This letter was typed
from a hand-written copy, the original
having been lost since the copy was
made.]
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