Feb the 29 1865
I receved your letters this evening Stating Mothers illness I was Sorry to here of it but gods Will be dun not ours I have dun all I can to git a furlo to go to See Mother but it was all in vain that leter Housten wrote me was of no use it wasent wrote in his name he rote it just like the famely gust gut him to write for Mother if he had rote me the rite kind of a leter I cold a got home but it came gust as I expected that is the way he dos bisness the Col wodent aprove it when I Sent it up it wodent do there was severl looked at it before
I Sent it up tha Said it woldent do tha Said tha never Saw as Shaby a pece from a doct it Sound like he donit to plese the famly that is generly the way with those out of the war I wodent a mist geting home to See Mother for five hundred dolars but my hands is tide I cant go I hope if i dont See hur in this world I Will in a beter one Where ther is no war to Seperate us from each uther I have No Nuse of interst to write about the War my helth is good I am glad to D.A.C. is home tel him to rite to R.C,C,aldwell
I Dont think Mother Will live long from What I can learn but the Lords Will Be Don not ours hope She Will be well tended to in hur Suferings Mag you may Send my Box on I dont know when I will be home I dont kno whether in Six month more maby not then So you nedent look for R.C. Caldwell that is in vain that mony I Dont care what you do with it let Parks keep it I Dont want it I Sent a letter to you by privet convoy the las one I wrote
Nuthing more may god Bless the Destrest
and afficled and Be there guideR.C.C.