Dec. 1st 1887.
My darling Mamma,
Your lovely letter came yesterday A.M. and it is needless to say how welcome it was, or how much it was enjoyed, you don't know how much I count on home letters, or how I long every week for Wed & Friday to come. I am so glad that you are feeling better, and some what rested. Oh how I wish you could take things easy the rest of your life, it seems so hard that you must keep on working, but I hope that when Jule finishes with her art course she will be able to get some nice position and be able to make enough to make her comfortable and then you will be willing to rest on your laurels, and let us do something towards your support. we hope by that time to be better situated ourselves, & I think there is very little doubt but what