Robert Imbue letter, 1862 March 2
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I think of it that my best friend is nomore [sic] but I trust that he is safe in aplace [sic] where sor[r]ow nor rain never enters. His watch and vest is in the care of Lieutenant Long he is going home and he will take them to you. But as duty calls me I will have to close. Give my respects to your family nomore [sic] at peasant [present] your[s] with respect. Robert Imbue