June 16^th 1863

in Camp near Murfreesboro Tenn

 

Dear Wife according to promise I again write to you altho nothing of importance to write this time

 

I am well and able for my grub I wrote I would give more particulars of our scout in my next at one time it would been quite a big thing but now nothing is of importance with us unless a big fight all we done was to runn the rebs one day and shell them one time they attackted the 81^st Indiana of our Brigade and kiled one but the rebs had to skedadle on double quick when the 101^st and 38^th came up all is quiet now I wish you had some of the mulberrys I saw there is bushels of them and so large and black / we will have a nice time with the blackberrys soon there are acres of them commenceing to get ripe this is a great cuntry for small fruit there is any amount of peaches here apples are not so plenty the orchards are poor things I wish you could be here some nice evening to see things as they are to see the little dog tents scattered over miles of cuntry and a light in each one many night do I walk out alone and look at these humble abodes and think of the thousands that are here away from loved ones to home then comes the thought why this Because Devels in human shape cant agree about politics that is it then comes the thought of my own cuntry invested by a set of Hell deserving traitors it makes my blood boil to think of them / they are the ones that are prolonging this war I would rather shoot them than these here if it should happen that soldiers have to go to Ohio from this army to put down the Copperheads I tell you there will be but little mercy shown them they have nominated the traitor Valderingham for Govener of Ohio they must get him back there before he takes charge of govenership he is 20 miles from here with his brother Butternuts he passed through Murfreesborro and was set out side our picket Rosey told him if catched inside our lines he should go to the military prison during the war I will stop scolding the rascals perhaps I may get a pop at some of them yet

 

If you have not got that coat it is at Bucyrus the rest of them got theirs / let me kno when you get anything I send I will send some more rings of my make I have some more I will send as I send papers or letter the glove I sent is most spoiled he had them in his knapsack and they got wet the one I have is not as good as that one I will send it some day I will close and wait for your letter to come with the pictures of the little gals

 

no more now   Good by

                                                            Charles Morfoot

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