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Mary Goodrich Horton
Owego [New York] Dear Sister Augusta, We went over to town and up to see Sarah Saturday and read your letter telling about James. We all feel so sorry for you and James too. If you only lived near us so we could assist and comfort you. It seems so hard for you to have such trouble and so far away from us all. I know you have good friends there and am glad they are so kind to you. I hope when we hear again that James will be better and will soon be well. When you write, tell all the particulars about him. I hope [your son] Willie is better for it is too bad that he should miss his school. You must have had your hands full for awhile. I thought to write Sunday but did not feel very well. I have not been feeling well for over five weeks. My stomach has troubled me again. Am weak and get tired quick. Am careful about eating and think I will be all right. [Our daughter] Fannie has been staying to her Uncle Ephraim Goodrich’s since Charly died over four weeks. She came home Sunday to help me and do some sewing before she commences teaching. She is going to teach on the back road and board at home. Hannah wants her to board there but I don’t know as she will. Expect she will commence in two weeks and we have a good deal of sewing to do and I wanted to clean house some if we could. We have had three days that seemed like spring. Today we have had the door open all day. The grass is starting a little and the winter grain is looking green. It is clouding up and thundering. Think we will have a shower. Fannie walked to town this afternoon and her father expects to go for her tonight if it does not rain. She went over to have a dress cut. She will send a piece when she writes to [your daughter] Mary. She and Fred said they would write in a few days. She has not had time since she came home to write. I received a letter from [our brother] Ralph some time ago and I want to write to him today if I can and send one tonight. [Our sister] Sarah took cold last week and had the neuralgia in her head. She was feeling real bad Saturday when we were there. Mrs. Alex Taylor was buried today. They lived on Gurd commenced plowing for oats today. He has no man [to help him] now. Fred had a bad time last week with his teeth. His face swelled and almost made him sick. I will not write any more now. When the children write, I will again. I do hope you are all well again and that James is getting better. Hope some of us will hear [from you] this week. Write when you can. We all send love to you all. Ever your affectionate sister, |
