To Mrs. J.G. Holland
I am glad that the dear Doctor has the Angel Wife, and not the Bride of Socrates to frown at tired Strength and make the weakness lonely - and Prudence is a tedious one, and needs beguiling - too - "Give me Liberty or give me Death" has a willful meaning - but never mind the "Liberty" for a few wise Days, then Doctor can "go Barefoot," and rollick with the best of us -
You always seemed to me like David and Goliath, and if Goliath is not as strong, David is needed more, but David is competent - in his - her - small pathetic Hands, there is strength for both - The latent Sinew of the Love is faithful when 'tis called, and let it lurk till then -
I ask Mother "what message" she sends - She says, "Tell them I wish I could take them both in my Arms and carry them -"
I never before have heard her speak so - those were the very words -
Will you let me take hold of your Hand to lead this little Note to the Mal?
Keeping you and the Doctor in beloved thought - you know who I am -