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Blenheim May 19th 1864

Thursday evening

Dear Nina,

I don't know what we are yet

in communication with the rest of the

world, but I must try to get a letter to you

for I have worked myself up into a great

state of uneasiness about you, and so I wish

you would write immediately and let me

know that the yankees have not

[?] you or left you to starve or any

of the other dreadful things. I have been

imagining you groaning. I see by the

occasional papers that we get that the yan-

kee raiders were all over Hanover, have

you seen any of them. I suppose you

could hear the cannon during the

fighting, do write & tell me all you

know about it. We have missed half

the papers. And were you not thankful Mrs.

Booker's boys have been [?] this

far. Oh I do hope they will escape. I see

[?] Scott is slightly round in the head.

[?] [Meredith?] f the P. E. troop passed through

this county on his way home on Saturday

last and said the boys were well & safe when

he left there Saturday morning. They


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have offered much as a company, while

our poor Powhatan troop was cut all to

pieces. Two of them who were at the party at

Mr.s W. Hobson's last spring are among the

slain and we hear of 3 in the company

wounded severely mortally. [Johnnie?] Hobson,

Dr. Hobson's nephew is one of them killed, you

heard Pa speak of him. I suppose if you

see the papers you know we have had a raid

on the Danville Road, Powhatan Station

was burned and we expected to have had

them all over the county, but they were

so roughly handled by the 17th Va Regt

that they are trying to get back to their

lives, which I must sincerely hope they

will not be able to do. They shall not come

any nearer us than that we heard from

Lieut. Morgan, he was slightly wounded

in the knew in the fight in which

Gen Stuart was killed & his horse, that

beautiful horse that carried me about

so much was killed under him. I

have not had a line from any one since

the battle began, in fact we have not had

a regular mail for a week, so do write to

me at once and relieve my anxiety about

yourself & tell me any thing you have heard.

It is not worthwhile for me to write a long

letter, for I have nothing to say, we are just [two?]

six more weeks and I do hope we will all be

together, I can't wait until the last of July. Give

much love to the girls. Your devoted sister, Hattie.