Sedalia Mo Dec 3..61

 

Dear wife and children

I write to you again informing you that i am not verry well hopeing these lines will find injoying the blessing of good health it is nothing but the janders that [ink blot] me i was on gard last nite it was pretty cold to stand two hours at a time. i saw a hard site the other day it was a soldier bound in chains sentanced to be shot for shooting some one well he was chaind beside a little fire beging to be taken out and shot he had eaten nothing for four days he looked verry pitiful i have seen several axidentaly shot one in our company /

 

            Over the River

 

On the banks beyond the stream

Whare the fields are always green

Theres no night but always day

There is whare the angels stay

Thares no sorrow pain nor fear

Thares no parting fare well tear

Theres no cloud no darkness there

All is brite and clear and fair

 

Hours of fadeless beauty there

Trees of life with foilage rare

Fruits the most inviteing grow

There is whare i want to go

Hark i hear the angels sing

Heavenly harpers on the wing

Through the air and bid me rise

To the music in the skies /

 

Soon from earth ill soar away

To the relms of endless day

Soon ill join the ransomed throng

And sing with them redemptions song

Pearly gates stand open wide

Just beyond deaths chilling tide

There my mansion brite i see

Ther the angels wate for me

 

Earthly homes adieu adieu

Earthly friends farewell to you

Softly breathe your last good-by

Jesus calls me let me die

Hallelujah christ has come

Hallelujah im near home

Friends and loved ones weep no more

Meet me on the other shore

                                    JGS

 

this last verse is out of place but i have written it so i will let it go and send it

 

Sedalia Dec 4..61

i write again i am better this morning / i took a large dose of calomel last eavening i will be able for duty in a day or two

 

dout not that i will be ever true and loveing and affectionate to you i know that owing to what my former life has been you have room to think perhaps that i mite be falce again but god forbid if ever any person aut to do every thing within the pour of man to comfort and protect a dear wife in her last days it is me yes all the kindness and parental affection that i can besto will not make up for the injury O how i wish i was with you to asist you take care of those sweet dear children. write ofton i think i will be with you between this and spring. yours untill death John G Scoville to his family

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