Christmas 1876

Dear friend.

I wish you were strong like me.

I am bringing a little Granite Book you can lean upon. I hope you may not prohibit me. I have not asked Mr - Higginson's leave.

I am sorry you need Health, but rejoice you do not Affection - That can be growing while you rest, for the Heart is the "seed" of which we read that "the Birds of Heaven lodge in it's Branches." With Christmas' permission and affection for Mr - Higginson, I am whom you infer -

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