[Frances N.] Pelton
[Fall, 1861?] Dear Mrs. Pelton I was real glad to hear from you I had been thinking it was so long a time since I had heard how you all were You speak of my tiring of the world and seeking the woods again this Mrs Pelton will not be while I have strength to study by, or so long as I can be now useful where I am. I am alone again, my brother never was accustomed to study and confinement so that though he promised himself much useful happy case when he for the time being bade farm blessings goodbye he found university toils far more severe than farm ones, his health suffered a little, so after a few com- plaints he suddenly threw his books aside and set out the other morning for the healing pill of a weeks ploughing on the prairie. He is going to teach a district school this winter and as am I my schoolhouse is one of those yankee log edifices which often give mournful signs of having been hardly dealt with by the weather I was a little surprised on finding "Byron, and Mr. Dwight" one day in the camp. they appeared healthy and pleased with their exercises Edward Dwight seemed to blow his fife with great glee in the midst of the tireless army of chattering drums. Byron visited us in our room and went up town to church with us one Sunday. You would hardlyknow him in his great blue coat I went down to the camp and spent an hour or two in their tent the night before they left for Missouri and Oh dear
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