Chattanooga, Tenn
October 20th, 1864

Respected Father and Mother:

Again I take my pen in hand to inform you of my health.  I am well and harty and tuf and I hope this may find you the same.  I have not heard from you in a long time, but I live in hopes of hearing from you soon.  I have not had a letter in three weeks or more.  I saw some of the drafted men.  Only one that I knew.  That was Charles Burger.  He told me that Andrew had gone back to Kendallville and Rory Richardson was left at Indianapolis.  I am very sorry to hear that Andrew was drafted, but it can't be helped.

Well, Dad and Mom, I am tuffer than I ever was before. It just agrees with me.  I expected it would kill me but it did not.  I guess we will stay here all winter now.  We have fixed up our tents and made us a good fireplace and so you see we live like kings.  We have not got any pay yet, but we expect it every day and when I get it I will send it to Frank ---- so you can get it there. I expect you want as much as I can send.  I will send you all I get so you can help yourself as you want to.

You must send Joe to school every day you can and when I come home I can hear her read in the third grade and I will fetch her something nice.  I will get my likeness taken so you can see if I gain in flesh.  I guess I will stop my foolishness now.  I should like to come home now to vote, but that is played out now.

Now I want you to tell me how you get along.  Tell Joe to be a good girl and not get in love with them little boys from town.  Tell Edge to write and John Larue.  I guess I have to close for now.

Your friend and son,

T. L. Larue

Write soon.  Good day.

Send me the Angola papers if you will.