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Norfolk, Feb. 26, 1870 | Norfolk, Feb. 26, 1870 | ||
My darling, | My darling, | ||
Don't let anyone laugh at that, for I feel just like calling you so. I am hoping to hear that you are no worse for your visit to Turin. Your letter from there was very welcome. | Don't let anyone laugh at that, for I feel just like calling you so. I am hoping to hear that you are no worse for your visit to Turin. Your letter from there was very welcome. | ||
This little bud is from the "Burning Bush." Doesn't it look like an apple blossom? On the shrub the blossoms are much redder, this blossomed on a sprig I picked, after it had been in our room over a week, and it is pale. I got it in the cemetery. One of my scholars, a quiet, sensible girl, about 18 years old, was with me. We went also into the colored people's burying round. O, it was touch to see so many graves without stones: often there would be a little low board slab shaped like a tombstone. Here and there some | This little bud is from the "Burning Bush." Doesn't it look like an apple blossom? On the shrub the blossoms are much redder, this blossomed on a sprig I picked, after it had been in our room over a week, and it is pale. I got it in the cemetery. One of my scholars, a quiet, sensible girl, about 18 years old, was with me. We went also into the colored people's burying round. O, it was touch to see so many graves without stones: often there would be a little low board slab shaped like a tombstone. Here and there some | ||
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to Norfolk (they lived some way out in the country) and left to shift for themselves. I asked if they would like to be put back again. No indeed, they would rather be free! They also pay $4 rent for one cold little room. | |||
I fear this proves to be a sad letter. The little bud must act as cheer I will also put in some sprigs of evergreeen | |||
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Norfolk, Feb. 26, 1870 My darling, Don't let anyone laugh at that, for I feel just like calling you so. I am hoping to hear that you are no worse for your visit to Turin. Your letter from there was very welcome. This little bud is from the "Burning Bush." Doesn't it look like an apple blossom? On the shrub the blossoms are much redder, this blossomed on a sprig I picked, after it had been in our room over a week, and it is pale. I got it in the cemetery. One of my scholars, a quiet, sensible girl, about 18 years old, was with me. We went also into the colored people's burying round. O, it was touch to see so many graves without stones: often there would be a little low board slab shaped like a tombstone. Here and there some
to Norfolk (they lived some way out in the country) and left to shift for themselves. I asked if they would like to be put back again. No indeed, they would rather be free! They also pay $4 rent for one cold little room. I fear this proves to be a sad letter. The little bud must act as cheer I will also put in some sprigs of evergreeen