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Thursday eve.
[Jan.1856.]

Dear Susan,
	What has been the fate of my letter. I corrected it and sent it straight back as you directed but I have never got the promised copies. The errors in Douglas paper were dreadful, and I did hope to have a few corrected copies to send to friends. Where are you, Susan and what are you doing your silence is truly appalling Are you dead or married? Well, I have got out the sixth edition of my admirable work, another female child is born in the world! Last Sunday afternoon, Harriet Eaton Stanton. 
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oh the little heritic [sic], thus to desecrate that holy day, opened her soft blue eyes in this mundane sphere.
 

Maggie's joy over her little sister is unbounded. I am very [proud] and very happy that the terrible ordeal is passed and that the result is another daughter,
good night
yours
E.C. Stanton
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Thursday eve.
[Jan.1856.]

Dear Susan,
	What has been the fate of my letter. I corrected it, sent it straight back as you directed but I have never got the promised copies. 
The errors in Douglass paper were dreadful, & I did hope to have a few corrected copies to send to friends. Where are you, Susan & what are you doing Your silence is truly appalling Are you dead or married? Well I have got out the sixth edition of my admirable work, another female child is born in the world! 

Last Sunday afternoon, Harriet Eaton Stanton. Oh the little heretic, thus to desecrate that holy day, opened her soft blue eyes in this mundane sphere.

Maggie's joy over her little sister is unbounded. I am very proud & very happy that the terrible ordeal is passed $ that the result is another daughter,
Good night
Yours
E.C. Stanton