Mariette Ga..   Aug 13th 1864

Dear Lucy
	      Seated side of my bunk
in the 2d story of 2d Cavalry Divisson
hospital whare I have bee for the
last ten days I will try and
write you a few lines to let you
no that I am not all right
as I should be but hope to be
in a few days I was bad of
when they brought me hear having the
inflymation on the Lungs I have now
got over that but it has left me
rather week and I cant get around
much yet but am gaining fast and

will soon be able to take care of
myself again     I wrote a few lines
to Father day before yesteday to let them
no whare I was
the day before I came here I recd
two letters from you and have just
finished reading them     I dont know
when I shall get any more our
regiment are about 30 miles from
here and my mail all goes thar
& as I do not expect to stay
here but a few days you had better
wait utill I tell you whare to direct
before sending more
   a hospital is not the most pleasant
place
^ I have ever lived in thare is six besides
myself in this little room two died
a night or two after I come hear
two of the others are very scick
while the rest are getting along with
a prospect that looks as though they
might soon be able to be shot
at agin we have what they call good

living here but it dont seam to me
they no what that means by they
may they feed us a little peice
                     Brad
of burnt toast ^ without butter and a
cup of tea without milk & you
have the whole Bill of fare sometimes
a little soup but then it is so
weak it wont [run?] alone. if I have
good luck they aint a going to keep
this Yank in this style a great
while     I have writen on this
until I am tired hoping it
will find you in better health
then it leves me I will close
		Othniel