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Berlin. Vt. Feb. 1 1871.
My precious husband;
Thee can't guess so I'll tell thee where I am. Howard just brought Mary and me over to Mr. Marvin's. We found both gone, and so I seized upon the inkstand while Mary is reading. The house looks like fury, and the youngest boy was shut up in one room while its grandpa was at the barn. We expect to stay until tomorrow. What a darling letter I got from thee last night. -- they all are as good as can be but seems to me this is a little the best one, but quite likely I shall think the next is still better. I got it as we were going up to Mr. Kelton's, and after a little slyed into a bed room and read it and seems to me I was just the proudest and happiest wife that ever was. We had a very pleasant visit there. Both enquired after thee and father. Mrs. K. send her "kindest regard" and hopes thee will come and see them. It is
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I think we shall go to Thomas' tomorrow. Dorcas is very much worse. I guess I'll go to Ferrisburgh about next Thursday, if nothing new comes up.
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I have just made a butterfly of black velvet for Mr. Marvin that looks quite nicely. Would thee like one? Thee is a dear loving old "bear" because thee holds me so close with a regular bear hug, but thee never has been "bearish," my love. Thee is the best man that I ever knew and I've known awful good ones--In my own family I mean. I do think my brothers are good, but thee is a deal better. The best that ever could be.
a real pleasant place to visit. Two of the sons are musical, and one played on an organ and the other a tin flagiolet. We had a fine oyster supper, and plenty of talk. This is a pretty mild beginning of Feb. more like April. The snow is fast departing, though we scraped down here in a sleigh. We came by four gangs of men at work on the railroad, which is being built rapidly considering the difficulties of the work, but I sigh for the departed glories of the river. Yesterday we had lots of company, all day, none that I knew much. The day before I spent mostly in sleep, though I managed to finish my night-gown, which is quite a pretty one. I have a butterfly nearly done. I cut one out of Anne's silk and happened to put it in thy scrap book which I brought, of course. I made it as it was cut but, I made Howard one like this [illustration], long ends and no bow, and if thee would like such a one I'll make another. Thee likes black ones the best, doesn't thee? I do, I'm very glad thy cold is better but I don't like to have it leave thee with a cough so. Wont the skunk
cabbage cure it? My cold is better. Monday I had a very sore throat that I thought promised to be troublesome, but it is nearly well this morning-- for which I hope I'm duly thankful. Why, darling, I am afraid "thy window" is too cold a place for thee to work. Is it damp as well as cold-- I fear thee will get sick and at least cannot be anyways comfortable at thy work. I thought of thee ever so much Sunday morning (always do) for it was "sunny" enough at aunt Paulina's. We had a kind of a beakfast at 9 1/2, but not our kind. Are the Lacys in any better health? Have I told thee how glad I am thee doesn't want "strong drink?". It is something to be very thankful for, isn't it, dear? Not that thee would yield, precious, if the desie for it was strong, but to feel that it was a continual warfare would be pretty hard for us both. I do think thee is a remarkable man about both the demon and the serpent, considering thy former years of so familiar acquaintance with them. Darling, my precious love. How I love and respect and honor thee for thy straight, pure live.
Yes, precious we are glad enough to be forever clear of the "H's" and all their kindred, and how sure we are that an "H" can ever trouble us, again. I suppose Mr. would act just as thee dreamed he would. He is just a hypocrite, and how I do loathe his ways and manners, and always did, and what a fool I was, - and how can thee love me so - but thee does, thank Heaven. Darling, I think thee would have got free of the "toils" in time, thee was so weary of them, but perhaps I never might not have got out of that clutch, if thy love had not saved me, from desstruction. Anyhow we know that-- the other's love was a "tower of strength."
4 o'clock-- Just then, Alice came home, brought by a neighbor, having fallen on the ice with her little boy and bruised his leg. She was terribly frightened, the boy yelled, and grandpa came in and tumbled his whole length on the littered floor. At last we got them so they felt pretty easy. While all was noise, groans and confusion, Alice seized a "doctor book," to see what was the matter. I wanted to laugh, but couldn't stop. Mary quieted the child, and I did various. Quiet is at last
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restored. Mr. Marvin came home and all things are lovely I guess.
Berlin Vt. Feb 1, 1871
My precious husband;
The can't guess so I'll tell thee where I am. Howard just brought Mary and me over to Mr. Marvin's. We found both gone, and so I seryed upon the inkstand while Mary is reading. The house looks like fury and the youngest boy was shut-up in one room. while its grandpa was at the barn. The expect to stay until tomorrow. What a darling letter I got from thee last nigh, they all are as good as can be but seems to me this is a little the best one, but quite likely I shall think the next is still better I got it as we were oing up to the Kelton's and after a little slyed into a bed room and read it and seems to me I was just the proudest and happiest wife that ever was. The had a very pleasant visit there. Both enquired after Thee and father. mrs. K send her "kindest regards" and hopes thee will come and see them. It is
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Yes, precious we are glad enough to be forever clear of the "H's" and all their kindred, and now sure we are that no "H" can ever trouble us again. I suppose Mr. would act just as thee dreamed he would. He is just a hypocrite and how I do loathe his ways and manners, and always did, and what a fool I was. and how can thee love me so-- but thee does. Thank Heaven, Darlin, I think thee would have got free of the "Toils" in time. thee was so weary of them, but perhaps I never might not have got out of that clutch if thy love had not saved me from destruction. Anyhow we know that the other'slove was a "tower of strength."
4 o'clock-- Just then Alice came home brought by a neighbor, having fallen on the ice with her little boy and bruised his leg. She was Terribly frightened the boy yelled, and grandpa came in and tumbled his whole length on the Littered floor. At last we got them so they felt pretty Easy. Whil all was noise, groans and confusion, Alice seized a "doctor book" to see what was the matter I wanted to laugh, but couldn't stop. Mary quieted the child and I did various. Quiet is at last
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restored. Mr. Marvin's came home all things are lovely. I guess.
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Right here + forever dear
I have just made a butter fly of black velvet for Mr. Marvin that looks quite nicely. Would thee like one? Thee is a dear loving old "bear" because the holds me so close with a regular bear hug, but thee never has been "bearish," my love, Thee is the best man that I ever knew and I've known awful good ones. in my own family I mean, I do think my brothers are good, but thee is a deal better, the best that ever could be
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I think we shall go to Thomas' tomorrow, Dorcas is very much worse, I guess I'll go to Ferrisburgh about and Thursday, if nothing new comes up.
