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that I learned to make at Brant. Charlie is crying on the sofa asleep with his spelling book before his eyes Carroll is doing examples in Arithmetic his Father is helping him. I have been turning my black alapaca this spring the one I wore so much while you were here and it looks quite fresh, and how do you think I am gong to loop it up I am going to put the skirts on Edward this eve. Your friends in Turin often enquire for you and want to know when you are coming back I tell them when the snow is gone & the roads are settled. I hope you will not read all of this letter at a time for I am afraid it will make you feel bad Anna are unclear any of those flower seeds to be put in the earth soon.? if so which ones. Dont you think it would be better for me to write postals and it wont be quite as extreme? to read: Love to each one of you hopeing to hear often how you all are. Mate??

[[Transcriber's note: my guess is that the signature is either a nickname -- or my misreading -- for Mary. Mary A. Allen married Sarah's brother Edward W. Everett in 1869 and they lived in Turin; their two oldest children were Jay Carroll Everett, b. about 1871, and Charles Henry Everett, b. about two years later. She has been referred to as "Mate" elsewhere. RMR]]