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Milo Aug 5th 1845

Dear brother Isaac

 I suppose  you are thinking and saying with sister Lucy, 'Why dont they write? - I have just completed a letter of eight pages to her, in which I have mentioned some reasons why we have not written more of late, which reasons I believe I must recapitulate for your benefit. Summarily. then, - Mother's health is not very good this warm weather, she is so wearied with care and toil, that when time allows. she cannot always command the exertion requisite even to write to you. As for me, my time all steals away, from day to day, about one thing or another, so that, though I have been intending to write you, all the time for this month past, I have not really set about it until now.
   I have a little school, you know, of three hours a day for Almeida's children, 'our little girl' and Mary Pomroy: she attends to French, writing, drawing and needlework: she is a smart girl, happy as a kitten, and nearly as frolicsome: She can go and get Kate, bridle her, put the saddle on with some to help her lift it, and ride off down to the mills or any where else: yesterday she unharnessed her alone, took her from the wagon, then ran to the barn and let nobby out, that had been shut up while the horse was gone. She is like her father, curious to observe every thing, and gain information upon every subject; she has learned some useful things this summer, and gained a stock of health and strength that I hope will be a lasting benefit to her.
 Last Friday Mary and I went to Foxcroft, I drove Kate and her little 'Becca' trotted along by our side: we had a very agreeable visit, passed the night and got home next day at noon; the more I know Mrs. Parker the better I like her, she is really warm-hearted and sincere - qualities sufficient to overbalance many defects. You know it is  said that