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I came across this letter. It was written during the civil war by a slave that had escaped to the north and joined the army.
My Dear Wife it is with grate joy i take this time to let you know whare i am i am now in Safety in the 14th Regiment of Brooklyn this Day i can Address you thank god as a free man i had a little trouble in giting away but as the lord led the Children of Isrel to the land of Canon So he led me to a land whare fredom will rain in spite Of earth and hell Dear you must make your Self content i am free from al the Slavers Lash and as you have chose the wise plan Of Serving the lord i hope you will pray Much and i will try by the help of God To Serv him with all my hart i am with a very nice man and have All that hart can wish But my Dear I Cant express my grate desire that i have to See you i trust the time will come when we Shal meet again And if we dont met on earth we will Meet in heven whare Jesus ranes.Posted by The Vorlon at July 23, 2006 6:09 PM