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WEDNESDAY, MARCH 1, 1865. this day has bin a pleasant one we drilled and played ball and passed away the time with pleasure untill the mail came when the boys got their letters and was reading them. I got one from a girl and when I was reding it I came to where she said my lov for you shal never fail you ought to off seen me I thought that I would burst then I dident
all rite says I.