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Galveston, Texas, July 4th 1865. My own beloved Sister, Once again I am indebted to you for a cheering and most valued communication not only to you alone but to Darling Mother. And words would fail to express the [since?] Joy which oer spread my "fabric" when I perused their contents. To find that dear Mother was fast improving in health and that now she is enjoying that sweet comfort. Also to hear that she and you are enjoying your visit in the country with so much satisfaction. It is Even' and as I write the deep toned voice of the "Cannon" sends forth its music. And as it wafs oer the sea and comes singing on my ear it tell me of days past and gone never to return but yet they never will be erased from my memory and I will lood back on them with joy and pride. It is the Glorious day of Independance. The Fourth day of July. Two years ago to day we after a long seige entered triumphantly the stronghold of Vicksburg. A day long to be remembered by those who participated in its capture. One month ago to day I was rejoicing in the thought of spending this day at home, but my hopes were blighted and here I am in Texas, where we have been nearly one week, with prospects of soon leaving for "Home." We have orders to the effect that we will be mustered out as soon as the Rolls can be obtained which I