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Assistant Quarter Master's Office,
Head Quarters 2d Div., 6th Corps,

March 24th 1863.

My dear Mother,

all. I suppose you are
all very anxious to hear of my
wellfare again, so, though it is late,
I will gratify you. I am still very
well and, though my right hand
is somewhat weak I am still able
to do what is required of me here.
I believe it never was so weak &
useless to me, when it felt so well
as it does now, as it is at the pres-
ent. It has not yet got so but I can
shove the Quill, some, if not to
so good a looking sheet as formerly.
I once in a while get enticed into
throwing a ball, or stone, by seeing the
rest do it, and before I [underline]think[/underline], away
goes one from my own hand &
then you ought to see me jump.
It is as bad as being struck on
the head, with a sharp stone.