come home, i will send for a pair of boots.
with great pleasure i sit down this morning to answer your very kind letter which i received about one half hour ago and its contents—the handkerchief. the stamps i could not see; you must have forgotten to put them in, did you not?
oh, dear emma, how glad i feel when i get a letter from you—the only one i love in this world is you. therefore, it gives me great joy. as you spoke about us being separated, we are; but i hope only for a season and then we meet to part no more until by death. i really this 