Letters to a Friend 



as one of the firm here is a millwright, and as 

 I am permitted to make as many machines as 

 I please and to remodel those now in use, the 

 school is a pretty good one. 



I wish that Allie and Henry B. could come to 

 see me every day, there are no children in our 

 family here, and I miss them very much. They 

 would like to see the machinery, and I could 

 turn wooden balls and tops, rake-bows before 

 being bent would make excellent canes, and if 

 they should need crutches broom-handles and 

 rake-handles would answer. I have not heard 

 from Henry for a long time. I suppose that 

 this evening finds you in your pleasant library 

 amid books and plants and butterflies. Are 

 you really successful in keeping happy, spor 

 tive "winged blossoms" in such weather as 

 this? 



One of the finest snowstorms is raging now ; 

 the roaring wind thick with snow rushes cruelly 

 through the desolate trees. Our rapid stream 

 that so short a time ago shone and twinkled in 

 the hazy air bearing away the nuts and painted 

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