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Anna's Journal for Cynthia  Feb. 6.9-21
Anna's Journal for Cynthia Monday Feb. 6. 9-21     Again I have commenced a journal for you Cynthia, but I fear I shall not be as fortunate as I was when I commenced it before for you. I know you came down before I had hardly begun to write in it. It is a delightful morning.: the sun shines brightly, but it is {{unclear}} cold. it is just such a morning as I should like to ride home. "Always talking about going home," I think I hear you say, but , my dear, how can I help thinking of it when I am writing home; and if I think of it, why not write about it? Surely you want me to tell you my thoughts, don't you, Sis?  I have just eaten my dinner and am prepared to write you a few words more: have been to drawing class since I commenced writing.  I am more taking the residence and Tomb of Washington. I think it is very pretty. There has nothing very interesting happened that I think of now; only I dreamed last night of waking up and finding that you were sleeping with me . But I soon found out my mistake, and found that I was alone. Yesterday, it was quite stormy in the afternoon, and I did not go out  in the morning. I went to Mr. Hubbards meeting. Where did you go?

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Anna's Journal for Cynthia Monday Feb. 6. 9-21 Again I have commenced a journal for you Cynthia, but I fear I shall not be as fortunate as I was when I commenced it before for you. I know you came down before I had hardly begun to write in it. It is a delightful morning.: the sun shines brightly, but it is Template:Unclear cold. it is just such a morning as I should like to ride home. "Always talking about going home," I think I hear you say, but , my dear, how can I help thinking of it when I am writing home; and if I think of it, why not write about it? Surely you want me to tell you my thoughts, don't you, Sis? I have just eaten my dinner and am prepared to write you a few words more: have been to drawing class since I commenced writing. I am more taking the residence and Tomb of Washington. I think it is very pretty. There has nothing very interesting happened that I think of now; only I dreamed last night of waking up and finding that you were sleeping with me . But I soon found out my mistake, and found that I was alone. Yesterday, it was quite stormy in the afternoon, and I did not go out in the morning. I went to Mr. Hubbards meeting. Where did you go?