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I now take my pen to write a few lines to you. I long to see you and Mrs Campbell | Respected Sir, | ||
I now take my pen to write a few lines to you. I long to see you and Mrs Campbell to. I just begun to write fine hand I sometimes think I have not a good genius to learn. I thank you for supporting me at school: all my Brothers and sisters are well and my parents also is well. Give my best love to Mrs Campbell. I do not remember you now but I have heard the Mission family speak about you. You wrote to my former teacher. She is gone to Hawies to teach school there. my teacher's name is Miss Lucy Ames. She came here last fall. | |||
The cherokees are improving fast in learning they send there Children to school, and they think about Religion more than they did. I have thought I wished to have a new heart and though God is calling to us we wont come to him. My father lives seven miles from here he sometimes comes to meeting he has two little Children. Their names are Polly and Mary. I think he will send them to school in a few years. My mother lives ten miles from here. |
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Brainerd C. N. June 28
Respected Sir,
I now take my pen to write a few lines to you. I long to see you and Mrs Campbell to. I just begun to write fine hand I sometimes think I have not a good genius to learn. I thank you for supporting me at school: all my Brothers and sisters are well and my parents also is well. Give my best love to Mrs Campbell. I do not remember you now but I have heard the Mission family speak about you. You wrote to my former teacher. She is gone to Hawies to teach school there. my teacher's name is Miss Lucy Ames. She came here last fall.
The cherokees are improving fast in learning they send there Children to school, and they think about Religion more than they did. I have thought I wished to have a new heart and though God is calling to us we wont come to him. My father lives seven miles from here he sometimes comes to meeting he has two little Children. Their names are Polly and Mary. I think he will send them to school in a few years. My mother lives ten miles from here.