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I think more than I can talk. Sometimes Miss Ames laughs at me and tells me to let my thoughts come forth that people may know that I can talk. We have written several letters to Miss Ames friends and they have answered them in her letters and every time they write to her, they send their respect to us. I wish some of them would come and visit this station. When the hours of school are over and we sit down to sewing we ask her a great many questions about the North and her friends. It seems as though I could see them and the places she tells us about, she cannot always sit with us as she is obliged to cut out socks and other clothing for the scholars and she then has to make them. Sometimes I think we have got all the sewing done then she will find something else which she says is needing to be done. She would be glad to have me write a longer letter to you, but wishes me to write a few lines to Elizabeth. Yours with much respect, Nancy Reece.

My dear Elizabeth, I have heard my teacher talk about you a great deal, and should be glad to write to you. I wish to tell you somethings. I want you to do, I wish to tell you because very often I hear Miss. Ames say "oh I hope my dear Elizabeth is learning fast and striving to be a good girl." She feels very sad when we do anything wrong and I think she would feel worse if you do wrong. Sometimes Miss Ames gives the girls their stints or tasks