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19 August 1864

Nashville [Tennessee]
Friday, August 19th 1864

Dear Mother,

I now take my pen in hand to write you a few lines to let you know how I am getting along. I am still on the gain and hope this will find you the same. I wish I was at home a little while to get some apples and peaches. I haven’t eaten any this summer yet. They have a plenty to sell but I can’t get any without money. Tell Father to stay at home now if he is at home. I am in a nice hospital. It used to be the private college. It is a large building. They are a discharging and furloughing a good many. If you will write to the Dr. and tell him that father and Ed and Ben is in the service and that you want me at home that you can take better care of me. Then they can hear they will let me go on a furlough.

There was a boy that played next to me. He wrote to his mother and she sent for him and he went and our nurse got a letter from home that his mother was sick. They let him go today. I don’t want you to think that I am getting homesick for I hain’t. But they say I won’t be fit for the service in some time and I can’t come home and get well as fast as I can here and if you want me to come home for a month, you just write a letter to the Dr. They will let me come. I don’t want you to say, well he is homesick, for it hain’t so. But I should like to come home and get some fruit. I am not very bad off now. I am getting better. Write a good letter and I will come and see you and tell Sarah to send me some money. To where did you say Ed was? I lost the letter and have forgot where he is. I would write to him.

In your letter you wanted to know if I had killed any of the Johnnies. I can’t tell but I tried it hard. I done all I could towards it. I got a letter from Ben a little while ago. He was well and was Acting Capt. now.

Phebe, if you will write a few lines to the Dr., I will come and see you and Father. It is just as well for me to come home for a month as not. There is a lot of women here after their husbands and sons. There was a young fellow in this ward that had his leg off and his wife came to see him and got him a furlough and was going to start home in the morning and in the morning he was dead. He was so pleased to think he was going home.

Well Phebe, you write soon and let me know what you can do for me. No more at present. So goodbye from your son, — Henry C. Edy

Write soon.

Direct to Nashville, Tenn. General Hospital No. 14, Ward 2.

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