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Camp F[?]ett nov 4 1776[?]
Dear friends how do you all do this morning I am prety
well I thank how do you do I believe
thare is not much fighting going on at present that I know of
I am a fraid that Gabe Sanders will never see home he
groes wrose all the while Charley Wells is not able to
do duty he has got the rhumatism in his leg so bad he
wants you to work his land tax for him if you would I
got two papers from uncl Edwd yesterday the Col. says
that he will bet the best horse that he has got that we will all go home
in the spring.
some of the...
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Woe, woe, to the traitorous children of Mars;
Who chalenge this bird, with his banner of stars;
We will teach them this lesson, that truth and the right
Are ever Triumphant, and must win the fight. |