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monday, do not know what effect that may have. Perhaps he has a very good reason if so I wish I knew it. You will write soon I know, O, think, my sisters, how precious a letter would be to you, were you in my place. Letter writing is not a hard task if our heart is in it. There is nothing which I enjoy so much as writing to those I love. I am getting better and hope soon to begin to study once more. Expect to take a short ride today, hope to gain much from it. - I guess you will think this a strange letter but, There is a time, when some can rhyme, and write with skill whatever they will, so that every line will seem to twine about its fellow, like green and yellow, but such a talent was never lent, to your sister Jane, except with a cane, to help her along through a crazy song, so every mistake I chance to make, in this jingle, which here I mingle, pray, pass it by with a glance of your eye. I have been ill you know full well, and many a day on the bed I lay, bemoaning my lot because I had got, to leave my studies, and other loved duties and take many doses or powders in molasses, the Dr. B. I must also see. With face very long, he examined my tongue, then my pulse he sought, for he knew he ought although my [[flest?]] like meal, did it conceal, he shook his head and gravely said he guessed that I must something try, but, he saith, have you faith that medicine can, by the Dr's plan, cure every disease with perfect ease. O, no, sir Dr, I said in answer, very little I believe in the powders you give, cold water is all, for which I would call, if
monday, do not know what effect that may have. Perhaps he has a very good reason if so I wish I knew it. You will write soon I know, O, think, my sisters, how precious a letter would be to you, were you in my place. Letter writing is not a hard task if our heart is in it. There is nothing which I enjoy so much as writing to those I love. I am getting better and hope soon to begin to study once more. Expect to take a short ride today, hope to gain much from it. - I guess you will think this a strange letter but, There is a time, when some can rhyme, and write with skill whatever they will, so that every line will seem to twine about its fellow, like green and yellow, but such a talent was never lent, to your sister Jane, except with a cane, to help her along through a crazy song, so every mistake I chance to make, in this jingle, which here I mingle, pray, pass it by with a glance of your eye. I have been ill you know full well, and many a day on the bed I lay, bemoaning my lot because I had got, to leave my studies, and other loved duties and take many doses or powders in molasses, the Dr. B. I must also see. With face very long, he examined my tongue, then my pulse he sought, for he knew he ought although my flest like meal, did it conceal, he shook his head and gravely said he guessed that I must something try, but, he saith, have you faith that medicine can, by the Dr's plan, cure every disease with perfect ease. O, no, sir Dr, I said in answer, very little I believe in the powders you give, cold water is all, for which I would call, if

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monday, do not know what effect that may have. Perhaps he has a very good reason if so I wish I knew it. You will write soon I know, O, think, my sisters, how precious a letter would be to you, were you in my place. Letter writing is not a hard task if our heart is in it. There is nothing which I enjoy so much as writing to those I love. I am getting better and hope soon to begin to study once more. Expect to take a short ride today, hope to gain much from it. - I guess you will think this a strange letter but, There is a time, when some can rhyme, and write with skill whatever they will, so that every line will seem to twine about its fellow, like green and yellow, but such a talent was never lent, to your sister Jane, except with a cane, to help her along through a crazy song, so every mistake I chance to make, in this jingle, which here I mingle, pray, pass it by with a glance of your eye. I have been ill you know full well, and many a day on the bed I lay, bemoaning my lot because I had got, to leave my studies, and other loved duties and take many doses or powders in molasses, the Dr. B. I must also see. With face very long, he examined my tongue, then my pulse he sought, for he knew he ought although my flest like meal, did it conceal, he shook his head and gravely said he guessed that I must something try, but, he saith, have you faith that medicine can, by the Dr's plan, cure every disease with perfect ease. O, no, sir Dr, I said in answer, very little I believe in the powders you give, cold water is all, for which I would call, if