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Our company is under 1st lieutenent Davis. Our Capt.
Has been apointed Major in some other regiment.
Our present Brigadear General mane is Wheating. I suppose
by the time the weather alowes us to move we will have
some other man over us as we have had no less than 4 since
we have been in the survise. We go on pickit 3 days out
of 9. We can see the rebels and talk to them and exchange
papers with them, but enstid if giving us a hole paper
they cut all the news out of them.
Thear is nothing but a small stream of water that devids
our pickits from thears and they say if you will not
fire at me I will not fire at you.
Give my love to Pa. Tell him I am sorry to see things
they way thear are and I hope and pray after we git out
of this scrape we will be a wiser and a better people.
I will now fetch these few lines to a close so hopping
this will find you well and hopping to see you soon.
I will close by sending love to you all.
                            Yet I remain your son
                                  William Allcot
To my Mother
C. Allcot

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