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June 20, 1884 My dear Anna- I just happened to think as I lay here on the North End of veranda that I had better write now, for fear I should not have time after your father came. I am better, but the Dr does not want me to sit up, but he is coming this afternoon and I hope he will say I am well enough to do so. He told me yesterday that I must have patience and all would be right he thought, or hoped. Sarah spends her fore noons with me. Is she is not good? I find that people are good. I feel as though I was a fraud lying here in this style. Lou is doing as well as she can