N C Mcdowell Co
Nov 24th 1864
Dear husband,
I Seat My self this
eavning to write you a few lines to let
you know that we are still in the land of
the living. I aint very well. the
children is well excepting bad colds but
I do hope these few lines will Reach your
kind hands and find you well. I hav got
my corn gathered and wheat Sowed. I sowed
the upper field in wheat. the Burk
Melisha is out this week after deserters.
they come up with the Johnsons and others
and fired on them and they returned the
fire and after firing a bout ___ rounds
the deserters run in the time of the
fray. Sydney Poteet got badly wounded in
his arm. the ball went in below his Elbow
went through his Elbow and the ball
lodged in his arm above his Elbow. it was
a large minie ball. they got three
deserters and loud they killed some. they
seen them fall yesterday. they went to
Henry Deales hunting the Johnson and give
hally a malling for his sassy talk. times
is very bad here now nbodys life is worth
a days perches and I dont look for this
war to stop for 4 years yet without the
soldiers all comes home. they will take
Thomas from me next summer and then what
will I do. George Taylor was after him a
few weeks ago. brother Thomas has to
start back next teusday old Mr___ell
[Powell ?] is dead. Johnathan Walker is
in georgia in the gard house. the weather
is very cold hear now. I sent you a box
of provision.I recon it wasent good. you
wrote to your Mother and mima to send you
a box of provision. I hope they will send
you somthing good and plenty of it. I
sent as good as I could get and the baby
died in the time I was fixing it and you
all so wrote to your mamy to not let your
children suffer. [p.1] if we dont keep
our selves from suffering with out help
from any plase we will perish. I think it
makes me look very small for you to write
the like to her when you know that she
wont help them just for her to tell about
all the country what you wrote her like
you had moor confidens in her raising
your children than me. she hardly ever
gives them an apple to eat much less to
keep them from suffering. the last apple
she gave to me I sent it to you I was all
ways one that wasent much cared for my
friends are few and fare between. God is
My friend and helper and his help is
worth evry bodys els. I haint had no
letter sens the 31 of oct. I dident write
last week. I dident fell lik writing. if
the war dont stop there will be moor
children that will perish besids yourn I
hav don all the work I could and when I
do all I can I cant do no moor. if I
could make Money I could by corn at
Hemphills for 6 dollars a bushels. before
spring it will be 20 dollars abushel I
dont see no sattis- factison. if I could
I would come and see you but I cant come.
some times I feel like I cant stand it no
longer but hav to put up with it and do
the best I can. it has ben a long time
sense I hav seen you and I dont expect I
will see you soon but I hope the Lord
will be with you if I cant and bless and
save you and shield you from all harm and
danger and spare your life to return home
in pece soon. I will hav to quit. my pen
has got mad and wont write and I an very
cold. the children says to tell pos
howdy. I must close.
M. A. E. Poteet to her
loving husband F M Poteet
may the Lord bless and
save you.
farewell Francis [p.2]
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