letters from dickinson to adelaide hills
Sometime when our dear Mrs Hills has an unoccupied moment tho aware [we know] that her innumerable company of Angels leave her very few of what are called so, will she, please, tell Vinnie's sister how to make a little loaf of Cake like one she sent in April which is still a remembrance of nectar.
It was what Austin calls Loaf Cake and the Almanac calls raised Cake - Then Vinnie spied a Loaf of Bread at our lost neighbors, which enthralled her - steamed Bran Brown Bread she thought it, from the same Hand - and lovelier the same Heart - could I know the secret of that Though I desire crumbs for but a few Robins, they [must be supreme] desire supreme ones - Feel no haste dear friend - [only] how to thank you too [for] (a more thoughtful sacred) act -
the shaggy bloom dear friend and the Druidic odors still make us 'Twas natures and not mine (Forgive the white intrustion Twas natures & not mine)
I hope you may not go - That you are near is sinew. With reverential remembrance
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