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written by the Missionary Stationed at Du Quoin. Father is greatly interested in Minnesota. He says when he goes West to live, he shall go there.
Brother George has gone to Meriden, as he expected, to attend the Academy. We have heard from him twice, and he seems to be quite happy - a good boarding place, a good, pious, room mate, & teachers whom he can love and confide in. Before G. went away he gave me a Daguerreotype miniature of himself. Since that father has had one taken of himself and mother, together for me. I do wish I had just one other and particularly now that the original is so far and so long away, that is seems as if I never should see him.
(Thursday afternoon, Sept. 25) This is a glorious day; and I could'nt help longing all this forenoon to be out in the glad sunshine and feel the fresh air . I think I shall go out, by and by a little while. Mother seems some better to day. She had been up half an hour. I have not been out of doors at all since she was sick, except to go to church last Sabbath. How strange it seems that autumn is here so quick. The long summer days are all gone. Every year goes faster than the former. How dream-like seems the whole of life. But we are hastening, thus rapidly, to a world of realities. May we be ready to meet them.
Jenny sends love - she is gathering flowers seeds to day. Whenever she finds an unusually beautiful flower she runs to me with it, and asks very meaningly, O do you not wish somebody was here to see it. I believe she always calls you, somebody.
I shall wait as patiently as possible for a letter. One may come to day. Would it not be as well for us both to write at regular intervals without waiting for replies? I should be glad to get a letter as often as once in two weeks, if it is convenient for you.
I suppose you are roaming about, not over hills and vallies, but over prairies, and "timber", and perhaps crossing a stream now and then - well, and very happy I hope. Father and mother
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