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March 17, 1870.
My Dear Belle,
I am not so forgetful as to imagine that our old "serene" compact was on "St. Patrick's day in the morning," instead of "Good Friday Eve," but having a little leisure now which I may not have then and furthermore desiring to make you sure of my address, so that you shall have no excuse for cutting me in your old fashions - I deem it prudent to "take time by the forelock," and wo! unto you, if you don't let me hear from you in good season. In the first place, I ought to apologise to you, for not writing after I reached Hfd., but if you knew the whirl I was in, you would forgive me. And after that, I had no idea where in this broad land you were, until a short time since I heard from your sister. I was in H., only three weeks, and did so much in that time, that, on the principle of reaction, I did not accomplish much of anything for some time afterward. That is, in the line of work, though of visiting I did a great amount. Louise and Mary W. Joined me about the middle of July. I had a "farewell party," and introduced them to my Hfd.
and ague," but collectively I was all right) and the next week all had vanished like the veriest air-castle, and I was left with Nellie. After a visit of two weeks I returned to Chicago, for a season with my old Hfd. friend, Mrs. Haskins, whom you may remember as Sarah Wolcott, your "cousin Johny's" friend. I had not seen her since her marriage three years ago. And so after visiting her and other friends, I decided to pitch my tent for a while, and obtained a situation in one of the public schools, where I taught two weeks. Then a combination of circumstances brought it about that I decided to go to Northern Iowa with Father and Mother who were "out West" on a summer's trip, to return in Nov. to a new school then to open, only a block from my friend Mrs. Rogers, with whom I wished to stay.
my life work, though I mean to make one or the other by another year. My heart is in the latter, and I think the way is growing a little clearer, but I am interested in the former, and the way is broad open pecuniarily by an offer from my father. He is now in business in Chicago, a circumstance not at all to my taste, since it will necessitate, if long continued in, the removal of the family from Hfd. - by next Fall probably. In
as substitute for her sister Alice, who took a trip to Cal. — but is now at home again. I hope you will write me a good long letter, all about yourself and whatever is interesting of the people I know in Auburndale. Is Mr. Bidwell still at the Seminary. Please give very much love to Mother Treadwell.
With much love,
If you must vary from our anniversary, please write before.