I was out on business all yesterday morning; and Father had an attack in the afternoon (not a very bad one, — he is all right today) so I could not write until night, and that was not worth while of course. But Friday's letter was mailed yesterday morning so there will be no break in my letters.
I enclose a bill for you to send to New York to have paid at once as it is owing to a perfect stranger. I was tempted to send your check for it, but I don't want to use that note if I can help it! This little stand is the quaintest, most, delightful thing, and exactly matches the bed, &c.,—those massive compound curves. It is a rather rare antique;– it is perfectly square, not a “washstand” at all but a “bed stand.” The candle and snuffers, &c., stand on top, then there is a little drawer and a closet below. This and the table are $45.50, the discarded washstand was $42.500. These will “furnish” much more. I am delighted with them both.
We are still having glorious weather; and I have enjoyed loafing in the sunshine hugely. I meant to write you this afternoon, for tonight I must also write the children and one or two other people, but somehow I was too lazy, and the sun and air were too fine to leave.
There has come in the “Shield” the organ of your Greek letter fraternity one of the best articles that I have seen about you yet. It is by “N. Wilbur Helen” and instructor here. He gets in Mr. Hadley's bi-centennial speech and also the nice paragraph from “Harpers Weekly.”— But among the notes at the back was the enclosed; is'nt it provoking? To be built up as an encouragement to dawdlers! It was a “big break” to tell that to a reporter!– for of course the item is more spicy without your explanation!
I wonder if you are not half frozen at “Northeast”! At any rate you are seeing glorious scenery I know. Ah, me! how good it would be to be with my darling there!—or anywhere!
All perfectly well. I love you, dear, tenderly, passionately,—I am altogether,