I shall cease now, while giving some history of a man you will be interested in reading about, with a little of the background of his two nephews, namely Mr Williams. He is here called Dr Williams; but he does not practise at all. Mr Williams is the brother of Mr John Williams, Doctor Crinant, as he is known by all. I met D. M. Williams, a young man, a nephew of Mr Williams, and a son of Doctor Crinant, of Heolyfelin, Aberdare, in Bangor, the week before last. He has been in the army; he enlisted as a common soldier, but to his own credit, and to the great satisfaction of the Welsh, he became a Captain in Sherman's army by the end of the war. So you will see that I have met Captain Williams of the 17th Wisconsin regiment; but not too great a man to shake hands with Sam Ty'nywaun. Had to go with him on a 5-mile journey to the farm of his uncle, Mr Williams, where I spent a day shooting prairie chickens. But this is what is worth reporting; I met Mr Williams, and another brother of Captain Williams, namely David Williams. Dafydd [David] is a young man who has earned respect in his profession equal to Captain Butler. Mr or Doctor Williams owns a farm, harvesting about three thousand bushels of wheat a year; he keeps 12 horses, 33 cows, 500 sheep, 30 pigs, 9 children and thousands of prairie chickens. I was treated with the greatest respect there. Mr and Mrs Williams and their children repeatedly wished to be remembered to Mr and Mrs Williams of Aberdare.
Yours, etc
