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Nov. 3, 1873.
My dear Mamma,
Prof. Backus has been for once a dear good man, and excused us soon as we finished reciting although the period was not over. By this means I have gained twenty minutes to write this letter to you which I omitted to write yesterday. I was delighted to receive two letters from you last week; It was indeed an unexpected pleasure. But after such nice "newsy" letters I am ashamed to send mine which are mere "wards, words, words,"
Carrie Norton is here this year, but we see each other very seldom.
We all have so many calls to make on Saturday and Sunday nights that we
only can call on
that Aunt Annie's fall down cellar some time this fall and of course felt
the jar for some time; and that Mr. Whitman felt very blue because suffering from a severe cold which has considered dangerous; however they are all well now and quite cheerful.
Have you heard anything from Aunt Cornelia and Uncle John in
regard to their spending the winter in Texas? I hope they will come, for
I should think it must be quite lonely for you and Carrie with Papa away
so much. And has not Mrs. Hunt written to you yet?
I am sorry that Liza
How are your plants thriving? Being one of the directors of the
Floral society this year, I take renewed interest in flowers. I am getting
some bulbs for spring and will send you a few. At home I suppose they
will blossom as early as February I should think.
There is the Joyful sound of the dinner bell, so I must go and eat
my brown bread and butter.
Lovingly your daughter
Julie M. Pease.