My Dear girl
How
are you
ben standing this muddy
wether. I ben laying
close bye the fire all
the day. Now ben at
home all the Even but
Bryan and Fletcher and
my self. I ben looking
at your picture wish
ing I could see you. I
ben staying at home
every Sunday since
you
ben gone. I started to
come down there to day
but it was now close
to easter I thought I
would wait. I want to
see you sow bad it
seems like it been
too months since you
ben gone. bee down
at the Station Sat
even sow I can see
you as I pas. I going
dow to Boston and
come up there Sunday
even bee sure to
meet me bee sure
to come down Sat even
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when the train pass. Scott
come here wensday and
stad to Friday even
and Bryan tooked him
to the station he sad
he was going to Sutherlin
he said he was own
his way dow there. he
told Bryan I never saw him. I wrecken you herd
of Howard Warren ben ded
he did Sunday even but
2 o’clock . he had the
measles and the
paneumonia
in both sides. I going back
to the saw mill
_emrning. it looks sad
when I pass there. can’t
see you. Esther you is the
only girl I ever cred
any thing for but I
now you don’t think that
much of me. if you could
see me now you wont
now me fel way saw.
ben grieving sow. Esther
don’t let any one see
this for it such a mess
well I will close for
this. excuse this scribing
and all mistakes.
from yours true
frind Howard.
**sow = “so”
did=deadPostmarked: Ringgold, Va
Addressed: Miss Esther Richardson
News Ferry, Va
This Howard is Howard Roberts of Pittsylvania County, VA. Howard was an ardent suitor of Esther's penning many letters and postcards to her. He often signed his letters HLR. You can other correspondence from Howard Roberts here, here, and here. You can also read a little more about Howard here on my main blog Are You My Cousin? .
