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My Dear Anna
Just think of us poor forlorn people just ready to sit down to the table, no Marion, no Anna, no John. It is certainly much lonesome without you all. I sent by John a napkin and ring; a shirt, and a pair of slidings for you, he wanted something with which he could fill his trunk. I am sorry that Mrs Holmes is detained I hope you will hear good news from her soon. Nothing from Marion but a postal. I fear she intends to retaliate, I swear to write her soon. No news, children as full as ever, at present-Maya stands here reading me. There