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Wise-Clark family papers, May-July 1865
1865-05-14-Page 01-Letter 02
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Woodbine Dale, May 14th.. 1865 My dear old aunty Here I be in your old home, seated by the table to answer your letter, recd.. Friday week ago. I have got hold of a mighty mean steel pen, and not being used to writing with such a vulgar pen as steel I make some pretty loud scratching. I'll try and give you a "mind picture" of the old homestead as it is to night, with the same old stars shining brightly down upon it, but not the same home faces, as of yore. Time brings many rapid changes, yea, verily. Of those that still linger under the roof, some are writing and others &c. (Vertically, at head of page:-) It was her aunt Mary, & son. I had a notion to set my cap for him, but remembered your injunction to cleave yet a while unto my mothers apron string, & so desisted from the vainglorious intent. He had so much hair, too; long as - as - as - well as long as - as my arm, and very curly and besides he told me he was bitterly opposed to novel reading. So you see I wasent agwine to have him - anyhow, injunction, or no injunction, Well what nonsense I have been writing. Bell has finished her letter, just come home & protect me this week I spect she will amost kill me.
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Woodbine Dale, May 14th.. 1865 My dear old aunty Here I be in your old home, seated by the table to answer your letter, recd.. Friday week ago. I have got hold of a mighty mean steel pen, and not being used to writing with such a vulgar pen as steel I make some pretty loud scratching. I'll try and give you a "mind picture" of the old homestead as it is to night, with the same old stars shining brightly down upon it, but not the same home faces, as of yore. Time brings many rapid changes, yea, verily. Of those that still linger under the roof, some are writing and others &c. (Vertically, at head of page:-) It was her aunt Mary, & son. I had a notion to set my cap for him, but remembered your injunction to cleave yet a while unto my mothers apron string, & so desisted from the vainglorious intent. He had so much hair, too; long as - as - as - well as long as - as my arm, and very curly and besides he told me he was bitterly opposed to novel reading. So you see I wasent agwine to have him - anyhow, injunction, or no injunction, Well what nonsense I have been writing. Bell has finished her letter, just come home & protect me this week I spect she will amost kill me.
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