But I would give anything to see him, and I think of the good times we have had together. Couldn't you get a big envelope and send me a lot of small ones in it. What do you suppose becomes of all the letters you all write? Keep writing and I will get some of them. Rebecca, write some more of your good letters. Father is up in town collecting. When he gets back, ask him how long he thinks this war will last. He may think I do not think of him because I do not write to him, but I never never will forget my good and dear father. John, how did you feel or do the first few days after you got home? Didn't you feel like you was lost? Do you not think sometimes you would like to be back with us? But never never come. I know you never will be able to soldier again. I will write to Sarah Ann tomorrow and Rebecca next day. Did John get my letter? I never hear a word from Dr. Cunningham and wife. Are they living? Have they forgotten me? I have written twice to him, but no answer. I suppose you will have a good time at the Alpha Beta Supper. Do they ever speak of me in [undecipherable]. I reckon I am forgotten there. But Zetty is what I want to see. I think of you all. I am proud of you all. But my dear little [Zetty] is always uppermost, and there is Oscar. If I never should return, he never will know he had a pa. James, if such should be so, tell him of me when he grows up, and James, be more than an uncle to Zetty and Oscar. James, I know you and all will be without me telling you. I hardly ever let myself think long and seriously of home and dear ones there. But this evening I have let home run away with myself, and I am sad. But I will be over it in a minute. I will go out and take a scuffle with G. Laslie and that will cure me. He is a good fellow. If some of you could just come and find us, but I do think you had better not try it. McKee is poorly.William
©2006 C.S. Parkinson
