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Dear precious Cynthia, I wish I was not too tired and had time lately that I might write you a good long letter. And I also wish that I could remember all the messages that I have received you from those who love you here. Little Emma Nevens speaks of you frequently. She hugged me one day to show how she would hug you if she could see you. She has given me I don't know how many kisses to send to you. So please accept them. Miss Saffard sends a bushel of respect and says she won't forget you to longest day she lives. You are often spoken of by those you acquainted with here with much tenderness and affection. Miss Brown has gone hence. She ripped page, unclear to have stayed a little long ripped page as quite