13 October 1863: “the oxins scard and turned and threw the wagon againts a tree and his foot was smash up”

Item description: Letter, 13 October 1863, from Rhoda Casey in Pendleton, S.C., to her husband noting a wagon accident and other news.

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Item citation: From folder 23 of the Confederate Papers #172, Southern Historical Collection, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill.

Item transcription:

Pendleton So. Ca.

Oct. the 13th 1863

Dear Rowland,

I again seat myself to write you a few lines, but [?] I can not say that we are all well.  Walter had got his foot hurt very bad he was at Mrs. Burnes last Thursday and Friday a [helpping?] to hand in coin and a Friday as he was going in with a load the oxins scard and turned and threw the wagon againts a tree and his foot was smash up betwix the tree and wagon and was hurt right bad he has not walked after since only on chruches but it is a great deal better now and I think he will be walking again soon. [?] I have had no letter this week I must know there come one last night but it has bin raining all day so that I could not [get?] the office and Dady went to Pickens last Sunday and has not come back yet.  I think maby he will come by the time I git done writing and if he does he will will come by the office. [Hun?] I went to Anderson last Saturday and took some things and left with Mr. Dobbins for [left?] choose to take to you I did not take much for I could not git them ready.  I tok your cane [sh?] and pair of drawers and two pairs of socks and some thread and two twist of tobacco and [Hun?] I sent your old yellow vest that you sent home I thout it would do you a little good maby I did not think of sending it till a few minits before I started or I would have washed it.  Hun I don’t know that the clothes will [sut?] you the drawers are very coarse I did make it for that but I thout it would be very warm and would last a little while.  I intend to make you some more clothes just as soon as I can. I have got wool to [pill?] you one pair of pants.

Hun I aimed for you to ware the drawers [song?] side out I did not see Capt choose we was [?] in [tour?] had not bin since the noon [?] before he had a fight there that and pulled a mans eye out the mans name was Thomas Geare ever one say that Capt Moore was not to blame that he took more than amost any other man would have took.  Hun I hope you will git the things that I have started to you let me know if you have got you any shoes yet or not.  Hun I have not heard from D. G. since I last wrote if dady does not does not come home to night I shall think that he is worse.  Hun Mr. Maxwell come down last friday he says there is a man a talking of buying this and the place at the Village and that he thinks he will take it  he says that if I want him to he will look out and try to git me a place or that I may go to that place that he wanted you to [get?].  I wish you could come home and see about if you cant you must write what you think best for me to do.  Hun I have the most finest sow you most ever saw she will have pigs the last of this month or the first of next.  The shoats look well but I am fraid that I cant git salt to save them. Hun I have heard nothing from J. R. yet Mr.  Heaslers folks sends you there best respects Mary says she would be glad to see you back home again her and I am agoing to Pickens next friday if Walter gits well enough. well Hun dady has come and brought me a letter from you dated the 5th inst. witch I was glad to recive as it informe me that you was well.  Then I have Martin’s last letter and will send it to you the next time I write I have not time to git it now for I am afraid this letter will be two late any how Mother has Martin’s likeness Bill Mr. Dade is still at the Factory.  Hun I will have to close or this will be too late for the Post and then it will not start till friday yes Hun I dayly kneel and try to ask God to remember Rowland and to spare your life and myne that we may live together again and live peaceable and happy & how often have I tryed to pray for this one thing.  Good by dear

I remain your true Rhoda till death

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