Name/Title
June 1, 1864 Cousin Ellen, Hill Grove, WIEntry/Object ID
001904Tags
Hill Grove, WisconsinScope and Content
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Mother wants to know if your Mother received her last letter.
Hill Grove Wisconsin
June 1st- 1864
Dear Cousin Ellen,
I seat myself today to write a few lines in answer to your letter which I received some time since. I was very glad to hear from you and to get those pictures. I do not think Martha has changed much since I last saw her. Her husband I never saw but think his a good picture to be sure. I will write to "Poss" if you will tell me where she has her letters directed. I will send her my picture when I can get it taken.
We have real warm pleasant weather out here now but it is very dry and the crops are suffering for the want of rain. My flowers I am afraid will not be so nice some of them are in blossom now. There is not much news to write it is quite dull times around here now that the soldier boys have gone back south while they was home it was quite lively times. we have not heard from Dewitt for over a month and we do not know what to think about it. we heard once that the Co he was in was all killed except two or three but we think it is only a rumor and do not believe it is so. I think before long we will hear something about them the last we heard they was up Red River at Grand Ecore. what hard battles they have had in Virginia. I am acquainted with the friends of some of the boys that have been wounded in those fights Kates man must have had quite a time about going in the army if I was him I would look out how I was taken prisoner again. it is too bad Kate had to break up keeping house. I suppose she is going to stay home with you until he comes back. last week our Minister's girl came up and stayed two days with me and what fine times we did have. we climbed the bluffs and picked flowers and sung and talked and laughed and had all sorts of fun. then last Saturday Mrs. Henderson a great friend of mine came and stayed over Sunday with me. I do not get very lonesome for I have plenty of company most every day some one comes.
yesterday the old Indian woman came for me to write a letter for her to one of her boys that is in the Army. I like to hear the old woman talk. she told me yesterday how she used to make mocassins and embroider them with beads she has made lots of them and it is interesting to hear her tell about when she was wild. she was born in Oregon and has been all through the Rockey Mountains her father was a chief and they called her Black Crow. she has three sons.
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