Medford, Jan. 23, 1797.
My Mamma:
I went to Boston last Saturday, and there I received your letter. I have
now to communicate to you only my wishes to tarry in Boston a quarter,
if convenient. In my last letter to my Father I did not say anything
respecting it because I did not wish Mrs. Wyman to know I had an
inclination to leave her school, but only because I thought you would
wish me to come home when my quarter was out. I have a great desire to
see my family, but I have a still greater desire to finish my education.
Still I have to beg you to remind my friends and acquaintances that I
remain the same Eliza, and that I bear the same love I ever did to them,
whether they have forgotten me or not.
Tell my little Brothers and Sisters I want to see them very much indeed.
Write me an answer as soon as you can conveniently. I shall send you
some of my work which you never have seen,—it is my Arithmetic.