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nave u seut 10 NEW OficdHs, VI "HcI-
ever wished. He informed me that
every thing that could be done, had
been done, TO save me, but all 10 no
purpose. Don't grieve, it will do no
good, before this can possibly reach
YOU shall be in eternity. ] don't
intend tear shall dampen my eyes.
| die like soldier-Texans will av-
enge my blood. 1t is hard that have
no chance for my life. am now ma
nacled down with no less than 20 los.
of chains about me. Oh! God! there
is no telling what have suffered;
death is preferable 10 my present stu
alton. | can't say what | wish to in
this letter, but it is tie last you will
ever SEE from me. | hope TO meet
you in heaven. Tell all my brothers
and sisters to meet me there. Tell
them fare we'll for me; though they
care but little for me, ! am their bro
ther. III can get another sheet of
paper and get permission. will write
to Milton. concerning my land affli,s
in Yexas, if not, he or Robert must see
to them ary how; it is worth attend
Ing to. Either Of them can admlns-
ter aud be come my lawful owner. Ny
situation and condition is indescriba-
BILE. can't say any more. Keep
this letter as long as YOU live, il you
think any thing of M.


hid $1,000 in gold, when ] was
taken, and 1868 in silver all Of which
the Acadia told me this morning,that
the President. Gen. Herrera, would
have IL RENTED TO the Treasurer of
Texas, so that my relations should get
it. wish Million or Robert to see to
that, and get it, and pay of every debt
owe in Tennessee-l owe but little
in Texas.-Poor pnlucky creature
am


Oh mother! NV dear mother, tongue
cannot express my feelings, but | die
the death Of brave soldier.


Had | reached Texas in safety a.
gain, | should have been back and
paid every cent ] owed. No doubt
there are gany harsh thoughts and
words against me there, but cant
help it now, fortune has turned against
me.


My poor companions, | know not
what has become OF them. When |
was so badly wounded, we were sepa
rated, and have never heard OF them
since. Perhaps theywere murdered.


To morrow morning is Christmas,
and have TO go 10 that world OF spi.
rits, from whence no traveller ever
returns. My God save me


Oh mother! The rising OF one more
sun 10 me, and then ! shall have 10
try the realities of another world.


Farewell! FAREWELL FAREWELL
FoREvERiii o
], YOUNG BTRNEY,