January 1882
The Gray Afternoon --the sweet knock, and the ebbing voice of the Boys are a pictorial Memory -- and then the Little Bins and the Purple Kernels -- t'was like the Larder of a Doll -- To the inditing Heart we wish no sigh had come --
Sweet Pirate of the Heart, Emily.
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