The pink silk dress fits perfectly, and is the precise shade to go best with my complexion, and, I can scarcely wait to read the precious books! Papa was both moved and Morally Uplifted by the sermons. The volume contained many of his favorites, and quite a number that he had read while a divinity student, but had never owned. He is most grateful. Mother, when we wrapped her in the lovely shawl, smiled and stroked the soft silk … and Peggie was so taken with the box of anti-Confederate tracts (which weighs quite eighty pounds) that she immediately carried it on her back all the way to Elinor’s through the snow, for the pair of them to gloat over. And the best gift of all is my laughter at the thought of these imaginary presents from you, at the end of a very cold and weary day. It has been storming all week, and today was the first day that I could snowshoe to Southeast Harbor for the mail, through a landscape like white iron. Little news of the fighting, which after the summer’s horrors is now stilled.
