Cambridge, about May 1864
I miss you most, and I want to go Home and take good care of you and make you happy every day.
The Doctor is not willing yet, and He is not willing I should write. He wrote to Father, himself, because He thought it not best for me.
You wont think it strange any more, will you?
Loo and Fanny take sweet care of me, and let me want for nothing, but I am not at Home, and the calls at the Doctor's are painful, and dear Vinnie, I have not looked at the Spring.
Wont you help me be patient?
I cannot write but this, and send a little flower, and hope you wont forget me, because I want to come so much I cannot make it show.
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