Virginia Fawcett - 1854-02-24

 

Harvest Home February 24th 1854

Dear Henry

                        I have been wishing to write to you all for some time, but as your mother does not like to hear unpleasant news, I thought I would defer writing until I could give a more favorable account of matters & things here.  a day or two after I came your Aunt Lucretia’s breast began to gather sweled up very large, gave her a great deal of pain & suffering and after working with it poulticing & doing every thing that could be advised at the end of the second week it broke, leaving her in a very feeble state.  It continues to discharge & I am in hopes we may prevent its rising again but I think she is very fearfull, it arose & broke so often before that I do not wonder she is anxious.
       Little Susan has chills & is some times very unwell & to mend matters, I have had a return of chills & wound up with a spell of my old sore throat, & have been of little use to Lucretia & no relief to Mr. McClure, indeed apart of the time a trouble to them all, but I am better a great deal to day & was in hopes I will be able to do my part a little better hereafter, -- tell your Mother that Aunt Lucretia's baby is as large as little sister & is a fine healthy boy & considering his mothers health is a very good baby.
          Tell Theodore some one has taken all Aunt Lucretias Turkeys of the roost & tell Robert I wish he was here to see all the cows, calve & pigs, & you ought to be here to see Uncas ride Susans little horse, he thinks will be gentle & it is a very pretty little thing.  I wish such an one.
                                Tell Mother & Father that Uncle Samuel is much better than he was time last year.
    How dose little sister do   I would give a little gold dollar to see her, you dont have much she is like Susan, without looking to striking you at first as being so much alike,  do take good care of her untill I come again.  Uncle Samuel send his love to you all.
        Give my love to Mother & Father, kiss Theodore, Libby & sister for me, & remember to the girls & writ very soon.

  Your affectionate Aunt
V. Fawcett