Your precious letter of the 15th reached me last night. By accident it
was nearly lost.
I cannot tell you, Mrs. Carr, how much I appreciate your sympathy and
all of these kind thoughts of cheer and substantial consolation which
you have stored for me in this letter.
I am much better than when I wrote you; can now sit up about all day
and in a room partly lighted.
Your Doctor says, “The aqueous humor may be restored.” How? By nature
or by art?
The position of my wound will be seen in this figure.
[Illustration: Nat. size of wound.