Yours just rec'd & indeed welcomed—A wretchedly dull forenoon, cold & dark, & so slippery, drizzling outside I am prisoned in with glum surroundings—to which your cheery note comes like a shaft of sunshine—I had not heard from Osgood, & so far the news, as you say, is very satisfactory—(Besides I sort o' think this is all yet only the beginning—the preparatory stage)—
—No—I had not heard of last Sunday's NY Times—have not seen it—wish you would immediately send me one—
—I keep well as of late—nothing very new—Love to Alma and Ally & all—I hurry to catch the noon mail—
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