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Jan 28th 1868
My dearest Cousin
How do you come
on; I come on slow. Dear I reckon you
don't know what to think of me,
not writing sooner, but I have
a good excuse, I havent had time
Darcas has been sick and I had
to nurse her, and her crass sweet
little Daughter, and I am in
such a hurry now I can hardley
write, I know you will excuse
your little Cousin, will you
not dear? I havent a bit of
news to write, only I hear of
two or three marrieges that is
to take place before long but
I cant tell who they are, they
told me in confidence there
fore I must keep it.
I havent seen Uncle Andrew