Newmatamoras Ohio Apr 6th 1864. 
Arrived here at 12. M. where my sisters were waiting to receive me in open arms, after an absence from them near 4 years, and near 3 in the U. S. service. Fine day - river in good stage but business is not as brisk as in former years. 
Thursday 7th
 Rained all day. - The people here seem to live in hopes that the war will end soon. - they bear the burden with patience and fortitude. 
Thursday 8th 
Day cloudy, farmers are greatly behind with their spring work, wheat looks poor.
 Saturday 9th 
Rained all day so that I am unable to visit my friends - I feel lost, lonesome and restless. Am thinking of my companions and the service constantly. 
Sunday 10th
 Drizly all day. what a miserable time I have to spend my 30 days furlough in. It seems as though the elements were working against me.
