I went to town Friday morning expecting I should get another letter from you from home, but it came not. Saturday evening I walked over to Br Curtis, to see if one had come and still none, he said I looked disappointed, but I am sure I could not have looked worse than I felt. When at town Sunday Mr Gardiner came to me and said Charley Bowen would like to have me come over and as it was just what I was calculating to do, I went and found him very sick. Having a run of the bilious fever, hardly able to Speak, is obliged to have watchers. He was a little better the day I was there, but seemed in much pain. His good companion
seems nearly worn out. She has no girl and I am afraid will get sick herself. I took care of him awhile and had her go up stairs to rest herself, but after a while she came down not having slept a wink. Said she could not. The children are very good or she could not possibly stand it long. I hope he may get better. Dr. King Homeopathist attends him. And what do you think has happened at Ex Mayor Dow’s. Why one Morning last week Mrs D. found herself the sole possessor of a bright Eyed little girl. How pleased they both are. They are both so fond of children. Mrs D. thinks she never was thankful before, she is getting along very well. That lady Mrs Goodale who stayed at Mr Rice’s during his absence is acting as nurse. They think of calling the little one Grace. When up I bought one of those lanterns we have been wanting so long at Mr Hamiltons I did not know but I might be wakened some of these nights by the blowing of the stage horn
and you know I should want something to light my company in, but more particularly I got it to go out and protect my chickens a few mornings ago I found 8 dead behind and in the corner of the barn. I expect the work of a pole cat. They have killed up all of Bowen’s. He put some Strychnine in an egg and placed it where they could get it handily and poisoned three, and old one and two young ones, two or three others Keep under his house and he can not get them out. I would do the same but am fearful I may poison some of the chickens. And now Cuttie. I only wish I was with you to day, and could see yourself, and my darling boy. How have you been, and who all have you seen and do you get any stronger than when you left? Is Johnny a good boy, be careful not to let him have his own head and way too much, a little discipline and care now will be worth more than a great deal by and by. Is he kind & affectionate still and do you suppose he would know me. has he been sick any since he left? And have you? Have you visited my mother yet? And does she look as healthy as when we left. Has she seemed to
to grow old fast? I wish you would write quite often. I don’t think I ever was so glad to get letters. I wish I could get one every time I get mail from the office, which is two or three times a week. How many letters have you received from me? I went out with Br Curtis after grapes & we only got about a patent pail half full apiece. I put mine on papers up stairs to dry. I guess she made hers into pies as she gave me a nice pie to bring home last evening as well as some ginger cakes. She is real good to me, and I wish you could bring her some acceptable present when you come I cant cook anything to taste good even pancakes which I used to make first rate taste doughy, and heavy.& my buiskuit are heavy, wont rise, and are scarcely eatable. I got two tomatoes ripe this morning for the first which I sliced up & put sugar on and were quite good. Corn will soon do to boil. I don’t know when we shall get potatoes, they were put back by the dry weather. This paper is dirty, and hardly fit to write on please let no one see it. I keep very well, Mr Crawford’s boy was mistaken about Br
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Curtis & Rice, they only went to fasten up the school house, have made no bargains as yet. Mr. R. wants to sell & Mr C to buy but can not agree upon terms. Tell Johnny his kittens began to play about some. The pigs are growing finely. Weather is fine. I expect the threshers in 8 or ten days. Hug darling for papa. Keep well dear.
Your own husband James