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November 7, 1887. My dear Anne, | November 7, 1887. My dear Anne, | ||
Shall we all get down on our knees and crawl under the table, to show our sorrow for not writing to you sooner? The father man was very busy last week selling the milk. The papers were made out and the cash received Friday so that your news from Mrs. [[Levias]] was a little premature though correct to a certain extent. We have laid up flour for a year and much feed for cattle. I am glad they have sold, but I do not like to have Charley leave us. I do not know that he intends to do so but Wilder wants him to come out West and I suppose that is the proper place for young men. I fear that we shall be very lonesome if all our big children leave us. The small boy have colds. Mayo coughed one night and Ralph coughed continuously yesterday. He staid at home all day. To night Ba is at it Tuesday eve. I was too sleepy last night to write. Can you not come over to our Missionary Metting Thursday | Shall we all get down on our knees and crawl under the table, to show our sorrow for not writing to you sooner? The father man was very busy last week selling the milk. The papers were made out and the cash received Friday so that your news from Mrs. [[Levias]] was a little premature though correct to a certain extent. We have laid up flour for a year and much feed for cattle. I am glad they have sold, but I do not like to have Charley leave us. I do not know that he intends to do so but Wilder wants him to come out West and I suppose that is the proper place for young men. I fear that we shall be very lonesome if all our big children leave us. The small boy have colds. Mayo coughed one night and Ralph coughed continuously yesterday. He staid at home all day. To night Ba is at it. Tuesday eve. I was too sleepy last night to write. Can you not come over to our Missionary Metting Thursday | ||
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November 7, 1887. My dear Anne, Shall we all get down on our knees and crawl under the table, to show our sorrow for not writing to you sooner? The father man was very busy last week selling the milk. The papers were made out and the cash received Friday so that your news from Mrs. Levias was a little premature though correct to a certain extent. We have laid up flour for a year and much feed for cattle. I am glad they have sold, but I do not like to have Charley leave us. I do not know that he intends to do so but Wilder wants him to come out West and I suppose that is the proper place for young men. I fear that we shall be very lonesome if all our big children leave us. The small boy have colds. Mayo coughed one night and Ralph coughed continuously yesterday. He staid at home all day. To night Ba is at it. Tuesday eve. I was too sleepy last night to write. Can you not come over to our Missionary Metting Thursday