Jan. 11th 1888
My darling Mamma.
I am awfully disappointed tonight. Perhaps you can imagine the reason why. Your letter didn't come. I wont [sic] write a great deal tonight but will start my letter, because I have a good chance while Harry is busy writing, but I wont [sic] finish my letter till after I receive yours. Well we have settled down again into our old ways. We miss Alice very much, at least I do, & Harry does to some extent, but of course not as I do. I had a postal today telling me of her safe arrival. Mr. Cooke met her Sat P.M. at the