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cold is over, for the poor people who are without work, one reads of distress all over the world - The snow drops, violets, and primroses are coming out. What a pity you live so far away - My Pollis? is still flourishing, his last saying is "The Top of the Morning" - I have no dog or cat now - still keep a few fowls, I often think of K-s interest in her sitting hen - Rats are my plague

 I long to hear about your writings;  trusting all is well with you both
 With much love
   Ever yours affecatety
     Jenny Ingham