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unaccountably. I do not accomplish scarcely anything.

        Don't you often feel very meloncholly and almost ready to cry, without any assignable reason. I know yo must of you are any thing like me; but when I reason upon it I can't bring my mind to take it all upon myself, but I cast is onto my ill health. I look as healthy as ever and so do not seek for any sympathy save from those who are similarly affected. My back is quite weak, and throbs and aches a great deal, I should not be surprised if ___ but what is the use of troubling you with this sad lingo; my only appology is, that sometimes it will out in spite of myself.
                  Corneal's health is just about the same, I can't see any permanent change either for good or bad, she is able to be up almost all day and sometimes sews a little and reads a little &, in fact she is quite comfortably sick. I don't expect a letter from you yet in a great while, but as often as I can I shall write to you, so that you can't forget how much I love you.
                 Father was here and spent the Sabbath and he was here a few minutes ago to-night. He comes down pretty often. he is quite well, but I guess rather lonely, without his home and his children. 
                    Sallie is expected home the last of next week, I shall be delighted to see her, how we learn to prize our friends, when they seem to be near taken from us. 
                    Corneal is pleading to go to bed, so I must bid you Good Night and God bless you forever.
                                                                                                                            Yours truly
                                                                                                                                     Lette? E. Hibbard