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It is now about half past four; about the same time that I wrote yesterday. I have been [tacked?] this afternoon, and feel as smart can be after it. I sat up an hour and twenty five minutes this morning; don't you think I am doing well to gain twenty minutes in one day? O, I must tell you what I saw when I was sitting up. First I saw a beautiful snow storm; beautiful indeed, it looks to me, and as I saw the little flakes descending so gently and [ | It is now about half past four; about the same time that I wrote yesterday. I have been [tacked?] this afternoon, and feel as smart can be after it. I sat up an hour and twenty five minutes this morning; don't you think I am doing well to gain twenty minutes in one day? O, I must tell you what I saw when I was sitting up. First I saw a beautiful snow storm; beautiful indeed, it looks to me, and as I saw the little flakes descending so gently and [wassilessly?] - O, Anna, I cannot begin to tell you how I felt; my heart was full. But I will tell you what else I saw; I saw four men walking along the plank sidewalk, and two ladies; and then I saw four sleighs and two dogs! They were not all going together though, very likely they knew no more about one another than I did about them, but they all passed when I was sitting up. I suppose you will laugh, and think that I am writing nonsense, but I am not; it is no nonsense to me. I have not seen so much in nearly three years, I believe, as I have today. | ||
Wed. | Wed. | ||
Dear Anna I wish you could see me now, I wish my father and mother could see me, if I was only for a single minute. I am sitting up writing; it is not quite so easy for | Dear Anna I wish you could see me now, I wish my father and mother could see me, if I was only for a single minute. I am sitting up writing; it is not quite so easy for | ||
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passionate love about to sistane [sic] me to my dear friends in health and strength. Oh, that I was more thankful.
Tuesday.
It is now about half past four; about the same time that I wrote yesterday. I have been [tacked?] this afternoon, and feel as smart can be after it. I sat up an hour and twenty five minutes this morning; don't you think I am doing well to gain twenty minutes in one day? O, I must tell you what I saw when I was sitting up. First I saw a beautiful snow storm; beautiful indeed, it looks to me, and as I saw the little flakes descending so gently and [wassilessly?] - O, Anna, I cannot begin to tell you how I felt; my heart was full. But I will tell you what else I saw; I saw four men walking along the plank sidewalk, and two ladies; and then I saw four sleighs and two dogs! They were not all going together though, very likely they knew no more about one another than I did about them, but they all passed when I was sitting up. I suppose you will laugh, and think that I am writing nonsense, but I am not; it is no nonsense to me. I have not seen so much in nearly three years, I believe, as I have today.
Wed.
Dear Anna I wish you could see me now, I wish my father and mother could see me, if I was only for a single minute. I am sitting up writing; it is not quite so easy for