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Sunday Aug 7th 1894 Near Atlanta Dear Wife I will now [spend?] a portion of this after noon writing to you if I can only think of any thing to [illegible] you for I [think?] I can if nothing more [than?] I am alive and will enjoy the greatest Blessing one can on earth for his own happiness yet I cannot [illegible] happy when I look back one year ago undisturbed by the Roar of the Cannon or the rattle of muskets I engaged my Self in [happily?] in your [Society?] it makes mee feele Sad when I view the fact and contemplate the future yet as a True Soldier I Should Submit for the good of our Glorious Union and bee reconsiled to my fate for one year and a few days if God Spairs mee I will See more happy Days It has bin [ones?] a weak Since I git a Letter from and bin [most?] a week Since I wrote to you