Please give my respects to bro. Hopkins

The California Mail has just arrived, but no news from you or
San Bernardino.

Adieu for the present
Your brother in the gospel of Jesus Christ
Thomas Bullock

PS If I had a few buds of your choices[t] Apples Pears or Apricots I would
put them into a few seedlings this fall. that is, if convenient to you.

G. S. L. City, July 30^th, 1856.

Brother Rich
Dear Sir,

As Bro. Bullock is writing I will add a few lines.
I passed your wheat field a short time since; the men were harvesting
it—it was middling good; some thought there would be a thousand
bushels of it, but I think not quite so much—it looked well. I was
glad to see you have so much. I called at your house a short
time since, and was in your garden with sister Rich—she gave
me some heads of her Australian wheat, which much resembles
barley in appearance, but when thrashed is a fine looking grain.
I am taking good care of it for seed. Sister Rich was well. James
Townsend has returned from California and Carson Valley, and gives
a bad report of both places—he preached last Sunday upon the subject.
We are having a very dry season, and have hard work to save our
crops—there is but very little water. We are almost universally in the
midst of our wheat harvest; I shall raise wheat enough to bread my
family this year, and perhaps a little more. We are all well excepting
that I am suffering with the rhuematism. I should be pleased to
hear from you at any time. I am trying to get some good apples
and other fruit from abroad to improve my orchards as far Ias I
can; if you can help me any in it I should be thankful.

Yours truly,
W. Woodruff.

Please give my respects to bro. Hopkins

The California Mail has just arrived, but no news from you or San Bernardino.

Adieu for the present Your brother in the gospel of Jesus Christ Thomas Bullock

PS If I had a few buds of your choicest Apples Pears or Apricots I would put them into a few seedlings this fall. that is, if convenient to you.

G. S. L. City, July 30th, 1856.

Brother Rich Dear Sir,

As Bro. Bullock is writing I will add a few lines. I passed your wheat field a short time since; the men were harvesting it—it was middling good; some thought there would be a thousand bushels of it, but I think not quite so much—it looked well. I was glad to see you have so much. I called at your house a short time since, and was in your garden with sister Rich—she gave me some heads of her Australian wheat, which much resembles barley in appearance, but when thrashed is a fine looking grain. I am taking good care of it for seed. Sister Rich was well. James Townsend has returned from California and Carson Valley, and gives a bad report of both places—he preached last Sunday upon the subject. We are having a very dry season, and have hard work to save our crops—there is but very little water. We are almost universally in the midst of our wheat harvest; I shall raise wheat enough to bread my family this year, and perhaps a little more. We are all well excepting that I am suffering with the rhuematism. I should be pleased to hear from you at any time. I am trying to get some good apples and other fruit from abroad to improve my orchards as faras I can; if you can help me any in it I should be thankful.

Yours truly, W. Woodruff.