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Abby Kendall Mary Warwick, May 2nd /59 Monday Eve, Maple Grove, "West Window" My own dear Sister Abby: Chandler wrote yesterday but I thought I would wait till to-day because you want the latest news of course. First I have to thank you for your last good letter. O, Abby it seemed so like my Abby. Some of your letters seem like Mr Kendall's Abby. But that was from my Abby of olden time. Dear me! how wuch letters stir up all the slumbering emotions of a sisters love. We were sisters! Ay, and we ever will be. You Abby ask if "there have been any heart struggles during our long separation! Can you think otherwise? Soul interwoven with soul, heart with heart, can it be possible, that time or distance can so rear the affections, that there will not be times, when there will be