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Wed morn -- third letter which I have had from you since writing my last. Forgive me if I have again seemed to neglect you, it was not my intention so to do, but cousins make one so happy that the time passes wonderfully fast. Last Saturday Thomas took us to Central Park, New York. We took the 6th Av. cars at the City Hall, New York and had a ride of six or eight mile before we came to the park. On our way we past the park where is Lowe's great air ship in which he proposes to go to Europe, but we could see nothing of it as there is a very high fence all around. Of course, you know from the papers that Prof. Lowe's departure is indefinitely postponed on account of the illness of his marine navigator. It would be impossible to give you any idea of the grandness of Central Park. Imagine 844 acres thrown into one great inclosure and laid out with beautiful walks, shady groves, cool lakes and streams. The work of forming and beautifying it is not yet half done and we had only an hour to be there, so that of what there is, we could get but a bird's eye view yet was my heart filled with wonder and admiration at the proofs of the power of man's genius. The rocks had he made to "blossom like the rose" for upon their flinty bosoms he laid the soft tender soil and there planted trees and other shrubbery. It was indeed wonderful to see the evergreens (for other trees are of course in their winter undress) in all their freshness growing out of a little bed of soil placed by