Bristol [New York]
May 5th, 1861
Dear Sister Myra,
I now take my pen in hand to let you know that I am well and hope these few lines may find you the same. I received your letter last week and was glad to hear that you were all well. We are about the same as usual and Sylvester has arrived and Nate M. has been here and just started for home and it is most cow time and this is one poor pen and so you must excuse this poor writing.
Has Father enlisted yet? Tell [him] that I have and have started for the Crimea (Cryme, I mean) and send goodbye to all. You must excuse me for not coming over to New Hampshire for it was such bad going and I was in such a hurry that I did not hardly draw a full breath while I was in Farmington. We have got through with the sowing and tomorrow I am going to commence the corn ground.
I have not seen Willie since you wrote but sent the letter by Nate. He likes it first rate and they like him. You must let me off for the present. Ezekiel has got the rheumatism in his arm and foot but is better now. WE have fine sleighing out here and I cannot think of any more nor hardly this.
O, this is from Albert Bancroft
Bristol, N. Y.