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 Thursday morning -  
Dear Austin. 
      How much I miss you, 
how lonely it is this morning - how 
I wish you were here, and how very 
much I thank you for sending me  
that long letter, which I got Monday 
evening, and have read a great many 
times, and presume I shall again, 
unless I soon have another. 
I find life not so bright without 
[Sue and] you, or [Martha,] and for a 
little while I hav'nt cared much a- 
bout it. How glad I was to know that 
you had'nt forgotten us, and looked for- 
ward to home, and the rustic seat, and 
summer, with so much happiness - 
You wonder if we think of you as 
much as you of us - I guess so, 
Austin - it's a great deal anyhow, and
 
 
 
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 to look at the empty walls, and the 
empty chairs in the kitchen almost 
obscures my sight, if I were used 
to tears. But I think of the rustic 
seat, and I think of the July Evening 
just as the day is done, and I read 
of the one come back, worth all the 
"ninety and nine" who have not gone 
from home, and these things strengthen 
me for many a day to come. 
I'm so glad you are cheerful 
at Cambridge, for cheerful indeed 
one must be to write such a comic 
affair as your last letter to me. 
I believe the message to Bowdoin, w'd 
have killed father outright if he 
had'nt just fortified nature with two 
or three cups of tea. I could hardly 
contain myself sufficiently to read a 
thing so grotesque, but it did me
 
 
 
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 good indeed, and when I had fin- 
ished reading it, I said with a 
pleasant smile, "then there is something 
left"! I have been disgusted, ever 
since you went away, and have con- 
cluded several times that it's of no 
use minding it, as it is only a puff 
ball. But your letter so raised me 
up, that I look round again, 
and notice my fellow men. 
I think you far exceed Punch - 
much funnier - much funnier, cant 
keep up with you at all! 
I suppose the young lady will be 
getting home today - how often I 
thought of you yesterday afternoon 
and evening. I did "drop in at the 
Revere" a great many times yesterday. 
I hope you have been made happy. 
If so I am satisfied. I shall know
  
 
 
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 when you get home. 
I have been to see Mrs Cutler several 
times since Sue has been gone. 
Mr Cutler has missed her dreadfully, 
which has gratified me much. 
What I was going to tell you 
was that Mr Cutler's folks had written 
Sue to meet Mr Sweetser in Boston last 
week, and come to Amherst with him. 
I knew she would'nt come, and I could- 
nt help laughing to think of him 
returning to town alone - that's all! 
[Sue's] outwitted them all - ha-ha! 
just imagine me giving three cheers 
for American Independence! 
I did get that little box, and do with 
 it as you told me. I wrote you so at 
 the time, but you must have forgotten 
 it. Write again soon, Austin, for this 
 is a lonely house, when we are not all here. Emilie 
 
 
[Written along left margin of page one] 
Mother says "tell Austin I think perhaps I shall write him a letter myself."
 
 
 
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