Mcdowell Co N C
April the 7 1864
My Dear husband
I seat My self this Morning to write you a few lines to let you know that we are only tolerable well we have very bad colds I am so hoars that I cant hardly talk and sis has had the Croup this week but I do hope these few lines May reach your kind hands and find you well I haint had no letter in two Weeks I would be glad to hear from you I have got 2 bushels of sweet potatoes and planted them. I planted 7 & 33 hills and I have to pay 100 dollar per bushel I haint planted Corn yet I want to plant next Week if it dont rain last week somebody stold two of Allens horses and left two old poor no count ones in there place and last Monday Night some body stold 20 peices of bacon from him [illeg] the rest Joints last Monday all the Men was ordered from Camp Vance to Ashville they say that the yankeys can come here at any time they please but they dont want to come for there aint any thing to come for but a parcel of half perished women and children half of my time I dont have nothing for breakfast but Cornbread and bran coffee it is hard living but I hope it wont be so all ways I cant buy one mouth full of nothing to eat and thread sells for 3 penny weights of gold for a bunch and I cant get non I hav fifty cents in confederate salt is one dollar a pound they have quit keeping goverment salt at the X roads I give three dollars old state Money and two confederate dollars for 8 lbs of salt how I am to get along God knows I dont
they are looking for Marion Higgins home and I will try and get him to take you somthing to eat I am sorry I could not send you somthing before now but you know that I would if I could I have had a many a tear about it I aint able to bring it My self and I cant get no person to take you somthing to eate and if I was able to come I dont think it is a place fit for women except it be in case of sickness then I would come if I had to beg my way to you I want to see you very much but I cant come to you but I hope that your head man will let you come to me before long you must do the best you can put your trust in God fear not what man can do they can but kill the body but fear God that can kill both sole and body pray for me dear husband that my life may be spard to take care of my little children for I am in a helpless condition no one to look too for help but God alone but he is able to save all them that put there trust in him I trust in him and I try to pray for you my self and our little children and for peace so that you all can come to your friends but if I see you no moor in this world I hope to meet you in heaven where we will be separated no moor but if it is Gods will I would be glad to see you in this life May God bless you and save you from harm and danger is my prayer farewell M. A. E. Poteet to her loving husband F. M. Poteet farwell my dear Francis please gard give this to my husband
Source: Poteet-Dickson Letters, North Carolina State Archives as found on www.ncecho.org.