Belvidere
June 2, 1857
My Dearest John,
I now sit me down to drop a line to you in hopes they will
find you in good health as I am happy to say that we are all pretty well. Bobby has got some diarrhea and so have
I. If I had taken some pie, I should of said
that it was that, but I did not taste it, but we shall all get better after a
while, I hope. Sis has been quite
lively today. I don’t know how she will
be tomorrow but I hope she will not be sick again. I feel encouraged today for she has seemed more
like herself than she has before since she was taken sick. The woman was here today washing. I like her work; first rate. She had a good large wash. She is coming here tomorrow to help me iron
the street clothes for I can get along with the others myself, for I want to
save all I can, dear John.
Cheer up…….I am trying all I can to keep a stiff upper lip
for there is not much more of this week yet.
Have you written to Dr. Lane?
Find out as soon as you can, for if you don’t go into business again you
will get that job at Murray’s, and then we must save all we can to get ahead. I will do my share and I am sure you will do
yours, for there is nothing in this world but what I would do for my John. I wish I could do a great deal more than I
do to make you feel happier, but we must try to cheer one another up. This world would be a dreary wilderness if it
was not love for each other that cheers one on.
I don’t know how you will make this out for I have written it
most all with baby on my knee. The other
children are in bed this hour or more.
My head feels a good deal better today.
My nose bled about a tea cup full this afternoon. The woman was scared some but I don’t think
it did any harm for my head has felt very bad for the last fortnight or
more. I shall leave this to finish in
the morning. Good night, dear John.
Wednesday morning, 6 o’clock. Sis has the ague again. How hard she will have it I don’t know. I was in hopes she would not have it again. I am all alone. Rich’s girl can’t come here again. Her mother is sewing so she has to help her
and get up in the mornings.
You write as soon as you can to me and let me know how you
are getting along.
Believe me to remain your ever fond wife,
Elizabeth
The baby has a head cold.
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