March 12^th/62

 

            I now continue my note on this little sheet of paper, but I will not have time to rite this full. you said that you wanted some thing to remember me by but I am so placed here that we can not get any thing worth any thing to send to you, but I will send you a sham locket, witch I got in a port folio (that is a package of paper and envelops) and that was in it as a prise. it does not open, it will do though / untill I can doo better with you. I will send you my picture wen I can get it, but there is not mutch sines of my getting them very soon for there is no place around here for to get them taken for we cant see but two or three houses from were we are encamped and them is old farm houses. there is a ceronadeing party over here to night. it is a brass band from a regiment encamped a bout 2 hundred yards from us. / they are now up in front of the colonels tent a playing witch soundes very nice, but I must close this note for it is a getting late and you must excuse all bad riting and all blotts and and all Mistakes, and all. so no more at presant so I close this note with a cheerful Good By.

                                    From Your

                                                Affectionate

                                    Brother Wilson

                                                To

                                    his sister

                                    Alice Sproul /

 

Right Soon

As You Can

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