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May 1^st 1857

Dear Bob.

We received two letters from you
yesterday, one written when you were
in the woods. The weather is a little
better than it was, that is warmer, to day
it is rainy, we are doing more business
in the nursery than we were – but none
right about home, so I do not have
any chance to distribute bugging bttle,
and every one is so busy here that we
can not get any thing for you, so you
must not expect us to. I shall skin
what birds and mice I can get but
I can not go out and hunt the birds
and dig up the mice myself, and
Major works very hard, he never has
a minuit to spear. Uncle Flint is not
here, much of the time, and when
he is the boys keep him at work.

We have lots of work and sewing to do
and almost every day company.
so you see that, how it is. I want to
help you and to get every thing for
you that I can – but it will not be much.
I am sorry that you are not getting
on better – with your collections.

We send a very pleasant letter from
Miss Fitch, she speaks of coming