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I
’
m
so
fond
of
writing
,
I
should
go
spinning
on
forever
if
motives
of
economy
didn
’
t
stop
me
,
for
though
I
’
ve
used
thin
paper
and
written
fine
,
I
tremble
to
think
of
the
stamps
this
long
letter
will
need
.
Pray
forward
Amy
’
s
as
soon
as
you
can
spare
them
.
My
small
news
will
sound
very
flat
after
her
splendors
,
but
you
will
like
them
,
I
know
.
Is
Teddy
studying
so
hard
that
he
can
’
t
find
time
to
write
to
his
friends
?
Take
good
care
of
him
for
me
,
Beth
,
and
tell
me
all
about
the
babies
,
and
give
heaps
of
love
to
everyone
.
From
your
faithful
Jo
.
P
.
S
.
On
reading
over
my
letter
,
it
strikes
me
as
rather
Bhaery
,
but
I
am
always
interested
in
odd
people
,
and
I
really
had
nothing
else
to
write
about
.
Bless
you
!
DECEMBER
My
Precious
Betsey
,
As
this
is
to
be
a
scribble
-
scrabble
letter
,
I
direct
it
to
you
,
for
it
may
amuse
you
,
and
give
you
some
idea
of
my
goings
on
,
for
though
quiet
,
they
are
rather
amusing
,
for
which
,
oh
,
be
joyful
!
After
what
Amy
would
call
Herculaneum
efforts
,
in
the
way
of
mental
and
moral
agriculture
,
my
young
ideas
begin
to
shoot
and
my
little
twigs
to
bend
as
I
could
wish
.
They
are
not
so
interesting
to
me
as
Tina
and
the
boys
,
but
I
do
my
duty
by
them
,
and
they
are
fond
of
me
.
Franz
and
Emil
are
jolly
little
lads
,
quite
after
my
own
heart
,
for
the
mixture
of
German
and
American
spirit
in
them
produces
a
constant
state
of
effervescence
.
Saturday
afternoons
are
riotous
times
,
whether
spent
in
the
house
or
out
,
for
on
pleasant
days
they
all
go
to
walk
,
like
a
seminary
,
with
the
Professor
and
myself
to
keep
order
,
and
then
such
fun
!
We
are
very
good
friends
now
,
and
I
’
ve
begun
to
take
lessons
.
I
really
couldn
’
t
help
it
,
and
it
all
came
about
in
such
a
droll
way
that
I
must
tell
you
.
To
begin
at
the
beginning
,
Mrs
.
Kirke
called
to
me
one
day
as
I
passed
Mr
.
Bhaer
’
s
room
where
she
was
rummaging
.
"
Did
you
ever
see
such
a
den
,
my
dear
?
Just
come
and
help
me
put
these
books
to
rights
,
for
I
’
ve
turned
everything
upside
down
,
trying
to
discover
what
he
has
done
with
the
six
new
handkerchiefs
I
gave
him
not
long
ago
.
"
I
went
in
,
and
while
we
worked
I
looked
about
me
,
for
it
was
‘
a
den
’
to
be
sure
.
Books
and
papers
everywhere
,
a
broken
meerschaum
,
and
an
old
flute
over
the
mantlepiece
as
if
done
with
,
a
ragged
bird
without
any
tail
chirped
on
one
window
seat
,
and
a
box
of
white
mice
adorned
the
other
.
Half
-
finished
boats
and
bits
of
string
lay
among
the
manuscripts
.
Dirty
little
boots
stood
drying
before
the
fire
,
and
traces
of
the
dearly
beloved
boys
,
for
whom
he
makes
a
slave
of
himself
,
were
to
be
seen
all
over
the
room
.
After
a
grand
rummage
three
of
the
missing
articles
were
found
,
one
over
the
bird
cage
,
one
covered
with
ink
,
and
a
third
burned
brown
,
having
been
used
as
a
holder
.
"
Such
a
man
!
"
laughed
good
-
natured
Mrs
.
K
.
,
as
she
put
the
relics
in
the
rag
bay
.
"
I
suppose
the
others
are
torn
up
to
rig
ships
,
bandage
cut
fingers
,
or
make
kite
tails
.
It
’
s
dreadful
,
but
I
can
’
t
scold
him
.
He
’
s
so
absent
-
minded
and
goodnatured
,
he
lets
those
boys
ride
over
him
roughshod
.
I
agreed
to
do
his
washing
and
mending
,
but
he
forgets
to
give
out
his
things
and
I
forget
to
look
them
over
,
so
he
comes
to
a
sad
pass
sometimes
.
"
