_Friday morn, June 28th._
The following letter shows Edwin Booth’s tender care for his little
motherless daughter:
_Friday_.
DEAR MRS. HOWE,—To-morrow and Sunday night I am engaged—but
think I shall remain at home on account of ill-health; to-morrow
night I start for New York. I am sorry I have been unable to see
you, but hope to have that pleasure before I leave the city.
Baby Booth is not with me—I feared the climate and at the last
moment concluded not to bring her here. I hear from her every
day. She has grown to be a most splendid child and worships her
papa. I miss her very much.
My long winter’s work has completely unnerved me and it is as
much as I can do to drag through my performances.
Pray present my compliments to the young ladies and to Dr. Howe
and accept my thanks for your polite invitation.
Hoping soon to have an opportunity to call upon you, believe me,
Very truly,
Your servant,