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and I hope it will thaw this afternoon. Jeanie's friend Capt. Hardie has escaped from his chills sufficiently to appear at table but is stone deaf so that we now wildly at him to know whether he takes sugar in his coffee; and offer him vegetables with sympathetic smiles -- it is all we can do. He really weighs on my mind. That Mommas Col. John jumped into my lap this morning at breakfast. I had some "herrin" on my plate & he mauled it. He might have had it if he had asked politely for "herrin" is truely awful & smells so loudly. I was sorry I took it. Well, goodbye, with a great deal of love, Libby. vertical penciled note at bottom right: 1898 or 9 & on border Libby