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is still groing worse Every Day and she has now bodey for to Do Eny thing for hir nor to give her Bread for to Eat Bute my Self and I am in sutch a Plase of Confindement that I cant Do hir Eny good in the world I lived hear in Richmond befour the War but I Rane a way During the ware and went in the armey I inlistded in a Collard Regiment in the, U.S.A. and all of the White Citensen of this City nowes it and that is the Reson why thay treate me as thay Do and Put sutch a hevey fines & sutch a long time on me hear in prison. That was the malesey[[?]] that the Coart hade a gante me so I know ask to you or apley to you for asistence and Protecthen and to ask you if you will have me Deleverd, from this Prison so I can have the Plasure of Seeing my wife once more on this Earth    

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