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feathers have come out white. I also send a box of 

 rose-trees for the ladies. 



P. S. — a cold North wind has sprung up ; I shall 

 not send the turkey and the roses until wind and 

 weather change. * "^ Maria, the girls and child- 

 ren all send love ; they are well, excepting my 



daughter Julia. 



J. B. 



