autumn 1881

Dear friend,

I am very glad of the Little Life, and hope it may make no farther flight than it's Father's Arms - Home and Roam in one-I know but little of Little Ones, but love them very softly

They seem to me like a Plush Nation or a Race of Down-

lf she will accept a vicarious kiss, please confide it to her Does she coo with "discraytion"? I am very grateful for the delight to you and Mrs Higginson-I had thought of your Future with soft fear- I am glad it has come-

"Go traveling with us"!
Her travels daily be
By routes of ecstasy
To Evening's Sea-