Belinda Iowa August 16^th 1862

 

            My dear husband

                                                I received your letter this morning and never was a letter more welcome. The few days that we have been seperated seems an age to me. Harvey went down to M^cCorde's this morning and got that ten dollars. We thought then that we would go up there tomorrow I have been so busy getting ready to go that I did not sit down all day. My disappointment can be better imagined than disscribed, when Harvey came home tonight and said that we could not go. he had been over home to see about the wheat and found that the hogs were tearing down and destroying so much of it that it will be almost imposible for us to go until after it is thrashed. he went tonight to see Byers and he promised to thrash it next tuesday if Old man Foster would let him off. I think if we get it thrashed tuesday that we can go up yet next week. I think we could start on Wednesday and have plenty time to stay and get back saturday or sunday. I suppose that it will be best not to think much about it for fear of being disappointed again Harvey found one of the calves as he come home / that day and as soon as they got home they took a horse apiece and started to hunt the others They were gone until nearly night when Ira and Will Long came back. Just as they got their horses put up we seen one calf on the hill near the corner of the field. they went back and drove it up without much dificulty. Harvey did not get until bed time. he found the other two at Flecks and he and Ira went next day and brought them home. Has[?] brought that one from Jim Longs, so we have them all safe now. I am getting along pretty well with the school. I like it very well only it is very tiresome walking so far.

 

It is now twelve oclock at night, pretty near bed time, dont you think so? It was eleven when I commenced writeing. I would not sit up so late to write but I expect to send it by Charley Long and he is going to start early. I was afraid I could not write in the morning and send it over again in time. I write with a pencil because I have no pen fit to write with. I even forgot my certificate that day I was at town last. I intended to get some pens but forgot them entirely. Next to your society reading your letters gives me most pleasure. We will come if we can posibly. Give my love to uncle Jims folks and remember me to all

 

                                                            Your loving wife                    Louisa A. Reed

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