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My dear Sherwood + Eleanor -

  I miss you like the dickens! In spite of a mad wish? that unclear me breathless - I feel lonely with you two gone. Eleanor's letter came this morning and I read it eagerly - and there you are just a couple of unclear hours away and it seems as if you were leagues away.
  But I'll be seeing you soon, and that will be good - Mr. Edwards and I drove out to the Flemings yesterday and that gave him a chance at the horses - which he loves. They hit it off