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[[main body of letter]] Mr. Kimble Esteemed Friend, When I wrote thee about my bones, I thought I would not say about my disagreeables here. But I understand to day that Col Obrien has reported me to you, and sent a letter I wrote him to you. I [[underlined]] hope [[/underlined]] he has sent the note. It may only be a report. Anyhow thee will let me write to thee, the same as tho thee were my Father. Thee looked [[written between two lines with no insertion marks]] Tho I am different sometimes with my strangers [/written between two lines with no insertion marks]] good and kind, and was nice to me and I liked and believed in thee, and think thee will do me Justice. And I want thee to please advise me the same as thee would thy daughter [[left margin to top margin to right margin]] Oakville Gov Farms, Sandgates, Maryland. In care Mr Johnson Mr Bailey S Hulls those around Camp [[Ford?]] and the people at Falls Church know me. and Captain Vanderberg and Mr. Turner who lived on the Island with me last winter and Spring, & Dr Taber & family know me well Col Obrien allowed me to start from his house on a rainy morning in an old rickety peddlers wagon sitting with my feet out front to ride 20 miles We upset and the wagon was broken all to pieces I was right under it and had it not been for the soft mud I would have been badly hurt or perhaps killed. Then I had to ride back part way on horseback all ^[[wet]] on a gentleman's saddle right to [[?]] [[strikethrough]] as [/strikethrough]] I told him of it. [/left margin to top margin to right margin]]