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| − | Camp near Frederics burg | + | <html>Camp near Frederics burg Spottsylvania County Virginia March 29th 1863 My Dear and loving Friend its once more that I have seated myself to drop you a few lines to let you no that I am well Hoping that these few lines may reach you in safty and find you Enjoying the same blessing Miss Victoria as the first day of April is all fools day I shall try my luck to day by droping you these fair lines I am going to send you a Camp Song concerning a man who came into Camp with Eggs to sell as he passed a long the boys all hollowed out Mr here is your mule I have nothing of Interest to write at this time more than I was on picket last week down at the Rappachance River where I seen any amount of yankeys they was on the other side I talked with them and I asked what they thought about this war some of them said they thought it would be settled a gainst fall I must say to you that Every thing looks warlike here we have to drill Every day Except cold days we have sent off our extra baggage to Richmond it appears as if though we are making preparations for another Campaign I will say to you I am getting very tired of this war not noing when its going to end or whether I Ever will get Home a gain or not I should like to see you very much once more and to spend some more of my time with you in talking with you I surely could Enjoy myself much better than I can here of if you was the distance of ten thousand miles a way I still I still could see your sweet smiling countenance and while I am writing these few lines to you some fortunate lover may be making there addresses to and Ever obtaing an interest your Heart and may the grave Eternal sever yet you linger in my memory and in my Heart you shall live forever how could I forget one who has so amable appearance I shall live in the hopes of seeing you a gain all the boys here are getting there picture taken I had mine taken a few days a go and I intend sending it home the first opportunity I will just to you that I sent Almira a letter a few days a go I dont no whether she got it or not I heard that John Hiner was a bout to get the woman Every man of his own notion I should not blame any man for getting married if he can but will say just say to you that the young men will have to lay marring a side for they are now where they cannot see a lady much less talk to one as the Evening is growing late I shall bring these few lines to a close Hoping that you will Answer this letter when you write to me let me no how they all are at Home so I will have to bid you a diue for this time your Devoted Freind until Death Harmon A Hiner</html> |
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| − | Spottsylvania County Virginia | ||
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| − | March 29th 1863 | ||
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| − | My Dear and loving Friend its once | ||
| − | more that I have seated myself to drop | ||
| − | you a few lines to let you no that I | ||
| − | am well Hoping that these few lines | ||
| − | may reach you in safty and find | ||
| − | you Enjoying the same blessing | ||
| − | Miss Victoria as the first day of April | ||
| − | is all fools day I shall try my luck | ||
| − | to day by droping you these fair lines | ||
| − | I am going to send you a Camp Song | ||
| − | concerning a man who came into | ||
| − | Camp with Eggs to sell as he passed | ||
| − | a long the boys all hollowed out Mr | ||
| − | here is your mule I have nothing of | ||
| − | Interest to write at this time more than | ||
| − | I was on picket last week down at the | ||
| − | Rappachance River where I seen any | ||
| − | amount of yankeys they was on the other | ||
| − | side I talked with them and I asked | ||
| − | what they thought about this war some | ||
| − | of them said they thought it would be | ||
| − | settled a gainst fall I must say to | ||
| − | you that Every thing looks warlike | ||
| − | here we have to drill Every day Except | ||
| − | cold days we have sent off our extra | ||
| − | baggage to Richmond it appears as if | ||
| − | though we are making preparations for | ||
| − | another Campaign I will say to you I | ||
| − | am getting very tired of this war not | ||
| − | noing when its going to end or whether | ||
| − | I Ever will get Home a gain or not | ||
| − | I should like to see you very much | ||
| − | once more and to spend some more of | ||
| − | my time with you in talking with | ||
| − | you I surely could Enjoy myself much | ||
| − | better than I can here of if you was | ||
| − | the distance of ten thousand miles a way | ||
| − | I still I still could see your sweet smiling | ||
| − | countenance and while I am writing these | ||
| − | few lines to you some fortunate lover | ||
| − | may be making there addresses to | ||
| − | and Ever obtaing an interest your Heart | ||
| − | and may the grave Eternal sever yet | ||
| − | you linger in my memory and in my | ||
| − | Heart you shall live forever how could | ||
| − | I forget one who has so amable appearance | ||
| − | I shall live in the hopes of | ||
| − | seeing you a gain all the boys here | ||
| − | are getting there picture taken I had | ||
| − | mine taken a few days a go and I intend | ||
| − | sending it home the first opportunity | ||
| − | I will just to you that I sent Almira | ||
| − | a letter a few days a go I dont no whether | ||
| − | she got it or not I heard that John | ||
| − | Hiner was a bout to get the woman | ||
| − | Every man of his own notion | ||
| − | I should not blame any man for getting | ||
| − | married if he can but will say | ||
| − | just say to you that the young men | ||
| − | will have to lay marring a side | ||
| − | for they are now where they cannot | ||
| − | see a lady much less talk | ||
| − | to one as the Evening is growing | ||
| − | late I shall bring these few lines to | ||
| − | a close Hoping that you will Answer | ||
| − | this letter when you write to me let | ||
| − | me no how they all are at Home so | ||
| − | I will have to bid you a diue for this | ||
| − | time your Devoted Freind until | ||
| − | Death | ||
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| − | Harmon A Hiner | ||
Revision as of 16:12, 20 June 2016
<html>Camp near Frederics burg Spottsylvania County Virginia March 29th 1863 My Dear and loving Friend its once more that I have seated myself to drop you a few lines to let you no that I am well Hoping that these few lines may reach you in safty and find you Enjoying the same blessing Miss Victoria as the first day of April is all fools day I shall try my luck to day by droping you these fair lines I am going to send you a Camp Song concerning a man who came into Camp with Eggs to sell as he passed a long the boys all hollowed out Mr here is your mule I have nothing of Interest to write at this time more than I was on picket last week down at the Rappachance River where I seen any amount of yankeys they was on the other side I talked with them and I asked what they thought about this war some of them said they thought it would be settled a gainst fall I must say to you that Every thing looks warlike here we have to drill Every day Except cold days we have sent off our extra baggage to Richmond it appears as if though we are making preparations for another Campaign I will say to you I am getting very tired of this war not noing when its going to end or whether I Ever will get Home a gain or not I should like to see you very much once more and to spend some more of my time with you in talking with you I surely could Enjoy myself much better than I can here of if you was the distance of ten thousand miles a way I still I still could see your sweet smiling countenance and while I am writing these few lines to you some fortunate lover may be making there addresses to and Ever obtaing an interest your Heart and may the grave Eternal sever yet you linger in my memory and in my Heart you shall live forever how could I forget one who has so amable appearance I shall live in the hopes of seeing you a gain all the boys here are getting there picture taken I had mine taken a few days a go and I intend sending it home the first opportunity I will just to you that I sent Almira a letter a few days a go I dont no whether she got it or not I heard that John Hiner was a bout to get the woman Every man of his own notion I should not blame any man for getting married if he can but will say just say to you that the young men will have to lay marring a side for they are now where they cannot see a lady much less talk to one as the Evening is growing late I shall bring these few lines to a close Hoping that you will Answer this letter when you write to me let me no how they all are at Home so I will have to bid you a diue for this time your Devoted Freind until Death Harmon A Hiner</html>
