P.S. When you send a box don’t send very many clothes in it, but send
goodies. I tell you things taste good when a feller’s away from his
folks. Dorry’s father had a picture taken of Dorry’s little dog and sent
it to him, and it looks just as natural as some boys. Tell Aunt Phebe’s
little Tommy he may sail my boat once. ’T is put away up garret in that
corner where I keep things, side of that great long-handled thing,
grandmother’s warming-pan. I mean that little sloop boat I had when I’s
a little feller.