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East Montpelier, Vt. Feb. 5, '71.

My precious husband,

Such a dear letter as
comforted and gladdened me last night, Don't
call they "mid-weeks" miserable, dear. Each one
seems the very best that could be. I don't expect
long ones then and though every little word is
so precious, I dont want thee to hurt thy eyes
the least little bit to write to me. Thee will be
careful of them and of thy general health, for
thy "bearess' [?] " love. Try some W.J. molassas
and sal. for thy cold. Into half a teacupful
just enough salaratus [saleratus? baking soda] to make it foam to the
top, by stirring. Take some whenever thee coughs.
I've faith in it. I cant bear to have the cough
settle down for a permanent residence in this
manner. If nothing thee does makes it depart
do call in the help of our physician. My head
is better for a day or two. and I have considerable
hopes of it. Since the catarrh has been so very bad

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D.O.B.
M.B. S.
M.P.A.

I am so sorry
for Sis. Isn't she
fright enough and
Strong enough to
see the trouble
and yet out of
it.
We know of a
couple who had
a happy, prosperous
courtship, with
no forbodings
of evil, no
doubts of the
other's love and
constancy.
which their
names are
R. and A.