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Sunday, Dec. 16/66.
My dear Kate,
You see by the date that I have made another exception to my rule, these two letters to you are the only letters that I have written on Sunday since I have been away from home, excepting a part of one which I wrote to Mamma. But Kate as I sit here with nothing to reach for we can take no more books from the Library until after the vacation, and look out of the window and see the snow falling to the earth, I think of Milwaukee and all the dear ones at home who are at church hearing Mr. Allison
But Kate dear, you must not think that I have not thought of you often during this heavy trial, for scarcely a day passes but what I think of you and very often wish that I could step in and see you, if it were only for a few minutes. I have been to morning prayers and also to Bible class this morning, I am
Laura Bartlett was sick and went home a week ago and is not coming back until after the Christmas vacation. I had a letter from her yesterday, and she said that your mother was in Brooklyn. I am so so sorry that Jimmie has been so sick, how sudden it has been but I feel that it cannot
You may think that there was no need of my writing this, and that I have written it without any thought, but it is not so. I do wish that I could say something that would be real comforting to you, but you know that if I cannot say anything to comfort you, I do really sympathize with you, and I only wish that I could see you to say all that I would like to. instead of having only the privilege of writing, which is not often all very satisfactory. College closes next Thursday for a vacation of two weeks. Kate is going to Baltimore; Alice to Brooklyn,
I am as ever.
Your loving friend
Mary M. Badgeley.
Kate and Alice would have sent their love did they know I was writing.
I have just blotted the back of my letter but it is too late to write
another.