Dear Childern
I recieved your welcom letter last night   Was glad to hear from you and to hear that you was all well   It did not finde me very well but better than I have bin   I have had the grip and grab to I gess   A weeke ago last Saturday I wente to

Ant Jessey SMITHs

Who is Aunt Jesse Smith? Haven't run into female Jesses yet. There are male Jesse Smiths.

  She had the grip and I stayed untill a weeke ago tonight   I came home sick soaked my feete and wente to bed   Felt better in the morning   Friday night Mrs JAKE come and stayed all night and I gott up in the morning in the cold and gott her breakfast   Had my hands in cold water and before noon I had a chill   Emma RUNDLE came over at noon or I donte no what I should have don  Send for the doctor  He came Saterday Sunday and Monday   He said that I wanted someone that could wate on me not someon that I had to wate upon   I wente down stairs today for the first time since a weeke tomorrow   Edd SWAN has brought me wood and water and Bessey STRAIT has stayed with me nights   Sunday night

Emm and Ed

Emma (TAYLOR) and Ed RUNDEL.

stayed with me untill nine oclock and the rest of the knight thair was a SEELY girl stayed with me   Mrs STRAIT has ben real good to me and all the rest of the folks   Mrs KNOLTON was hear day before yesterday and stayed all day with me and baked me some bread   Las night

Kate Orson and Helen

Here's a family group we might be able to find.
Possible Orson is a last name, too.

was up   Kate said she dident no that I was sick untill the day before   She brought me a can off blackberys and fride cakes and ginger snaps   You needent wory about me   I have enought to eat but it is so lonesome hear alone  

Mrs THETGAY

Lura (HIGLEY) THETGE.

was hear Monday   She said that

Luty

Lucy "Loutie" THETGE.

was sick   I havent hurd from her since   It is real sickley hear now   This disease comes like a cold but it hangs on so long and it leeves on with a cough   I donte cough as hard as i do sometimes   I hope that you wonte have the grip out thair   I gott both off your letters the one that wente to Yorke state and the one that had Mrs FROSTs letter in   I am afraid that

Will is dead

William Henry "Harry" WOOD, not dead... yet.
Back when the Wood children were being parceled out, Harry went to live with the Frost family. The Frosts moved to Missouri; Harry went with them. He later moved Wyoming and was among the founders of the city of Sheridan. At the time of this writing he was alive and well.
d. June 23, 1915 in Sheridan, Wyoming.

   Someone has killed maybe   O dear I wish we could hear from him   I hainte hurd from

Kates folks

Sarah Katherine "Kate" (WOOD) REYNOLDS.

since I was thair   I send Edy a letter last night and one to

Herbs folks

Herbert M. WOOD.

today   I had a leter from

Fanney

Fanny (TORPEY) WOOD, Herb's wife.

to weeks ago   The old lady was sick and Homer came home sick that night from school   Herb was away to woorke   She said that Herb has a hors and would come after me if it come eny kinde off going but I cante stant it thair in the smoke   I am glad to hear that

Birts mother

Mary (KNAPP) STAGE, Bert's mother.

is better   Thair is lotts of folks getting pensions now but I donte hear from mine yet   You wanted to no what buter and eggs was   Butter is 20cts   Eggs 15   Potatoes 60 cts   I havent hurd from

Mate

Mary A. "Mate" WOOD.

but once since I was thair   She had had the grip   I cante think of mutch to wright to night but O how I wish that I could see you all   I wante to see

Tessy

Tessie Viola (STAGE) DARCY.

so bad that I donte no whate to do   She wonte seeme like a baby when I see her again   You donte say whether you have weaned her or not   If I live till spring i shall come pension of not if it takes all the mony I have gott   I cante write eny more now   The peper can tell you more news than I can wright   I donted no as you can read this  

Helen

Helen Augusta (WOOD) STAGE, my great-grandmother.

I wante you to wright often as you can    Goodby for this time   Love to yo all from your Mother.

This pice is an apron that Em RUNDLE gave me   It is woorked a quarter of a yard deep in stars and checks   She made her mother one to.