Spring Hill April 18^th 1862

 

                                                                                    Dear Uncle, it is with mingled

hope and fear that I seat myself this evening at the table to adress you! hope that you have escaped the dangers of war, & fear that you have been numbered among those that were! We are all well at pressent, it is beautiful spring weather warm and pleasant and a very growing time. We sowed our spring wheat the 16^th and are doing our spring’s work by degrees as we get to it. Uncle Reuben recd a letter from you the 12^th, we were all very glad to hear from you especialy that you were well for I think good health is all happiness. Pa Recd a letter from Uncle Eli a short time since, the folks were all well, he has rented Macisons Cabinet shop for the pressent year. Pa has got that Horse you spoke of in your letter to Uncle Reuben. & hopes to see you out after him one of those days. I wish I could see you iff only for a short time it would afford me a great deal of pleasure I asure you. There is a good many of our Spring Hill/boys in the army. There has 2 Died that went from here. Oh! how I should like some trophe (sent by you) of this pressent war, with what care I should treasure it, & with what pride exhibit it to my friends. I have your those copies you sent me yet. I take great delight in looking at them & although I never expect to equal them yet fully do I appreciate the beauty of good Penmanship. It is a beautiful morning this, the Sun is shining over the eastern Hills all nature being Refreshed with slumber now bursts fourth with animation the birds are warbling their songs and the Sheep and lambs look happy skipping and playing, quite a different aspect to the one presented to your view I presume this fine morning of April. I wish you had a meal of our potatoes this morning for we have capital ones I asure you. & if you love Potatoes as I do you would enjoy it I am sure! We have a fine war Horse to I should delight to see you Riding. he is a bright Sorrel with white face—the best horse in Old Bradford—we have a mate of his that I dont know the equal of in this county/or any other for that matter except Charlie

 

Pa says tell you if nothing hapens he will write to you by next mail also Aunt Cinda. Please write soon write to all of us, you dont know how we long to hear from you. Write and tell us how you fare and where you are Please excuse this bad pen of mine I will try & have a better one next time. So good bye this time & Remember that the well wishes of a friend follow you where’er you go—Yours Truly

 

                                                                                    Edward P Browning

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