Writings by Susan Dickinson: Correspondence with Bishop Huntington

	Syracuse Mar. 11,'87. My dear Susan - It was good of you to ask me to do something for you; + I have taken my compensation beforehand in the pleasure of seeing a writing in y'r own hand. Charity to my correspondant sometimes prompts me to cover my illegibility with a type-writer, device[?] acting as
	printer,- as in this case. You see, I fancied some zealous student or serious Congregational Brother as undertaking to get thro' my Ms. off-hand, in the presence of the audience! The type itself is rather indistinct, + I will venture to ask that if anybody does read it, he may look it over in advance. Will it do, I wonder. How much there[?] is about you all that
	I do not know, + w'd like to know! Norman writes from the Old Place that the snow in the woods is four or five feet deep, that he has a son + heir, + that "Thekla"[?]has several grandchildren. We are counting the days till the unharnessing[?]. We have had the "howling" without the "daffodils" of Tennyson's
Papers of Susan Dickinson, Box II, Series A, Brown University	"Howling month of daffodils." But a robin chirped, without quite singing, on an Elm branch yesterday. God bless you for y'r service, + for y'rself! With a greeting for Each one of y'r Household Yours with loving faithfulness, F.D.H.


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