I enclose a colored sketch of the outside of the cottage
whose living-room I used in my first card. I chose it
because I love the person who lives in it; because it always
looks beautiful in the snow, and because the tree is so
picturesque. The fact that it is gray for lack of paint may
remind a casual wanderer that there is something to do, now
and then, for the "folks back home." The verse is just as
bad as I thought it would be. It seems incredible that any
one should buy it, but ours is a big country and there are
many kinds of people living in it, so who knows? Why don't
you accept my picture and then you write the card? I could
not put my initials on this! They are unknown, to be sure,
and I should want them to be, if you use it!
Sincerely yours,
REBA LARRABEE.
Now here's a Christmas greeting
To the "folks back home."
It comes to you across the space,
Dear folks back home!
I've searched the wide world over,
But no matter where I roam,
No friends are like the old friends,
No folks like those back home!