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wettest spring I think I ever knew & I am fearful it will so put back the farmers that they will be late getting in their corn. They tell me it will do wheat good. If it has rained as much at our farm as it has here the roads must be impassible there. Sunday P.M. It is still raining & looks as if the storm would never stop. It is a warm rain & makes the grass & small grain grow very fast. I have been thinking much since I wrote this A.M. about trying to get Mr. Walker to let me take the books down to the farm & fix them up there. I hope he will do so as it will be just as well for him & so much better for us & it will enable us to live together again with the prospects of paying up those little debts & having the comforts of life for the coming Autumn & Winter. I shall do my best to bring this thing about for I am sure it will suit you & I & our children & at the same time feel that we are doing the best we possibly can. If I can bring this about I will try & come out after you even if Lydia returns as I shall then think I can afford it & I should enjoy so much to visit at Lawrence with you if I could do so & at the same time feel that I could afford it & I am sure you would enjoy your visit better. Since thinking this matter over I can hardly wait for Mr. Walker to return. As soon as I can ascertain about it I will let you know. Kiss the dear children for me. Remember me kindly to all. Take good care of yourself & let me know in every letter just how you & the children are. With much love I remain your affectionate husband. N. Kendall