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Dec. 31st - I wish you could catch a glimpse of the group that has just passed my window. Mrs. Ford, followed by 4 colored children from one a little taller than Maggie down to a little fellow smaller than Callie | Dec. 31st - I wish you could catch a glimpse of the group that has just passed my window. Mrs. Ford, followed by 4 colored children from one a little taller than Maggie down to a little fellow smaller than Callie going to the room where the contents of the boxes of clothing some friends have sent are stored I wish there might be a pair of shoes to cover those little bare feet I guess those big black eyes would look a little more gleeful then. The weather is colder than has been felt here for many years and it is really touching to see the many bare feet that are always in the streets, but I must stop | ||
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Missionary Society printed heading, op. cit.
Mission Home, Charleston, Dec. 30, 1870 Dear Robbie Take a seat in our room and be introduced to our "Niger teachers." This lady with the blues eyes and rosy cheeks is Miss Duncan from Boston. The one who is talking so fast is Miss Martin from Conn, my roommate. The lady by the stove who has just given a hearty sneeze is Miss Hilliard. She is witty and gives us many a laugh. This one with light hair, sitting with a shawl over her shoulders is Miss Wood, my partner in Nos. 10 and 11. I am sorry there is not a vacant chair to offer you. We are all crowded into our room (Miss Md. and mine) and many around one
sideways in margin: Dec. 31st - I wish you could catch a glimpse of the group that has just passed my window. Mrs. Ford, followed by 4 colored children from one a little taller than Maggie down to a little fellow smaller than Callie going to the room where the contents of the boxes of clothing some friends have sent are stored I wish there might be a pair of shoes to cover those little bare feet I guess those big black eyes would look a little more gleeful then. The weather is colder than has been felt here for many years and it is really touching to see the many bare feet that are always in the streets, but I must stop Cynthia.