FREMONT, November
20, 1866.
MY DARLING:— The
boys are healthy and happy. They enjoy their schools and appear to be
improving. The pet pigeons delight them, of course. Webb will sit and watch
them in their house one end of the corn-house-by the hour. The morning after I
reached here we managed to put the new saddle and bridle on Rock when Webb was
attending to the pigeon-house. When he saw Rock hitched to the big oak with the
new trappings, he comprehended the situation instantly, mounted and was off to
show them.
Told Birch the
secret. He was silent a moment, and then with emphasis said, "Mercy, mercy
on us, Uncle Joe married." It almost took his breath away, and yet he
seemed to be pleased. . . .
I shall probably
come home Thursday, perhaps not until Friday. I wish you were here.
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