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I cant think of any thing to Say but what I have Sayd to you a thousand times this month is Most gon it will Soon Bee Somer then fall Oh when I get on the last years went a [feler?] feel good I can imagen how I will fee the Day wee Start for hom if I am alive God grant I may live to See that time it Seams as though I would bee resigned to most any thing then Well my Dear I must bid you good By once more I wont write any mor for I know not what to write Be a good girl and [Believe?] me as ever your Husband Otis