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11th Feb. 1848
My Dear Son,
The folks are all abed & I am tir'd but will begin a letter to you. You wish you had Charles's oxen there I wish you had too for he has had no opportunity to sell 'em you know there has been no snow scarcely not enough to make sleighing about here except a very few days till the 28th of Jan. & the fright about the small pox had its effect too so that there has not been so much call for woods oxen as usual.
Charles thought it would'nt do to keep great oxen and not have them earn anything so he went off to work with 'em about 8 miles beyond the foundry (Hauling Shingle Stuff & logs etc. for Mr. Hotman & Hector Sargent) has been gone 3 weeks. A week ago today old Mrs. Bickford died was carried to Charleston to be buried Mr. Kittredge had our horse - & Lo while the Father & Mother & Nelly &Charles & the Doct. were all gone Albina was taken sick (sooner than was expected) the Doct. was gone to the foundry but got back barely in time to bring us a nice Boy we expect C. home tomorrow what will he think eh! Lucy was gone to Bangor some expect her home tomorrow Miss O. Furber kindly consented to come and help me a few days till L. gets home. She went down with Sam'l was going to Hampden too to look at the House where she expects to live next Summer. I feel very well satisfied with her choice - am glad she has found a friend & just such a friend - but what shall I do without her She is such a good good girl - All- everything that a mother could expect or reasonably wish in a Daughter.
Notwithstanding I am pleas'd and glad to have her go yet the thought of it has already cost me many tears Ills that never happened you'll say
15th Baby is a week old today. Charles knew nothing about it till he heard it cry as he was coming in at the door Saturday night as he returned from the Mountains - he was very much overcome I cant tell you with what an "assortment" of emotions probably.