I believe this letter was written by John Augustus (b. 1839) of Ross county, Ohio, who served in Co. K, 63rd Ohio Veteran Volunteer Infantry. His muster records indicate he was discharged for disability in November 1862 but I think he may have reenlisted after recovering his health. He wrote the letter to his sister, Jane (Augustus) Anderson of Ross county.

Over the years I have transcribed several letters by soldiers in this regiment. They include (to date):

John W. Scott, Co. B, 63rd Ohio (1 Letter)
Mahlon VanDyne, Co. F, 63rd Ohio (1 Letter)
Francis H. Emley, Co. G, 63rd Ohio (1 Letter)
Alfred A. Laughlin, Co. G, 63rd Ohio (1 Letter)
Mahlon Pitney Davis, Co. K, 63rd Ohio (2 Letters)

T R A N S C R I P T I ON

Pocotoligo, South Carolina
January 23d 1865

Sister Jane,

It’s been a long time since I have heard from you or anyone else from home. I have almost come to the conclusion that John is forgotten amid the rejoicings over the returned soldiers of the 18th [OVI, C. A from Ross county]. Can’t blame anyone under such circumstances. They are entitled to all the respect that can be shown them.

We are having awful times in the line of rain and mud. Has been raining for several days and all South Carolina is afloat. We have to wade to our waists to get to the picket line and then build pens and lay across to keep out of the water. The entire state, far as I have seen, is flat as a pancake. I would not give your farm for the whole state [and] all its rice and sweet potatoes. Poor South Carolina—she is gone up.

I have almost come ot the conclusion that friends are like shadows seen only in sunshine. Then I think the matter over of home, tho hearts first rest the seat of warm affections and of childhood’s hopes and the tired spirits rest, Oh what comforts, what joys are derived from the thoughts of home and fireside. Jane, pray that your brother John may be spared to again enjoy the old fireside—the hoe circle of Mother, sisters & brothers. Oft do I think of the good advice I have received, the prayers in my behalf, and wonder if any pray for the wandering soldier. Now Jane, remember me at a throne of grace.

My health is good. Pres[ley] is well and sends his regards to all. My love to the family and don’t, sis, excuse this short note. Do better soon. Your brother, — Johnnnnnn