Columbia gazette. [volume] (Columbia, Tuolumne County, Calif.) 1852-1855, 1854-06-24
- fine. little fellow, who was just old
enough to learn to write. he says:

Ia 6ne.. little fellow, who was just old
enough to learn to write. he says:
! My Dear Brother Frank Sis Lou
ise wants to stand looking over my
shoulder, to tell me what towrite. Now,
I'd just like to know if. she knows what
| want to tell you as we'll as / do N.Y.
self. But | told her just to sit down
with her knitting, and tell me how to
spell the big words, and when I must
write the big capital letters. It's such
. bother-1 don't know what they made
them for, I'm sure; and she might put
in all the little dots and marks. don t
know what good they do; but the school
marin says they must 60 ia, just the
same as the letters. But I forgot I was
going to tell you all about my pet lamb,
and my squirrel, and little Carlo, and
all about Ponto. I'll tell you about the
lamb FIRST; Mama had all the long,
pretty. wool shearcd of one hot day, and
Sis picked it all to pieces, then they
sent it to the mill and, got it made in
great, long soft strips-they call them
rolls-and after Nancy horeton spun it
on the big wheel, Mama and Sis knit it
into pretty, white socks for you, and
laid them all away in your bureau up
stairs. The pretty little squirrel you
caught for me just before you went a.
way, has got to be very tame, and will
come out Of its cage just when it pleas
cs. Little Garlic has got to be as large
as ever he will be, and that is not much
larger than our old white cat but he is
covered all over with the seftest, black
hair. Ponto is we'll; and I talk to him
every dag sboxt you, and ask him if he
doesn't want You to hurry home to 60
bunting with him. He don't say aayss
thing, but shakes his head, and looks as
though he wanted me to talk about you.
There, now, l have. told you all I can
think Of just now ; and my hand is so
tired, too, I'll let Sis tell the rest.
Beneath was an addition by "Sis
Louise" as Willie called her, pretty,
sunny-browcd girl of sixteen. Shesays:
How much we miss you
now, Frank! The peach orchard is al
most breaking down with fruit; and al
most every evening, a party Of young
folks come in to help us pare and seed
them for the kiln; and they all want to
see you so much Ella Sanford says
must tell you that she will not let any
one wait on her home from church or
from parties and that she will wait for
you till next New Year, but if you are
not home then, she will Get her cap for
George Miller, handsome, young clerk
in the village. So you ee you had bet
ter come. Ella and l want you to
bring each Of us whole lot of pretty
specimens and be sure to get US a
beautiful ring apiece, with our names
on. Your pet pigeons are all we'll,
and my canaries also. You must get
me a handsome cage for them when you
come home and you must bring me
China shawl, certain. Now. I have told
you what I want you to bring me, but
have not told you what We are making
for you. Mother says she feels so sor-
~ for you, away where you cannot get
any fruit, and you SO fond of it, too
Well, we have some preserves off from
that big English oh cry tree, and from
the young plumb tree you set out
They are the finest plums you ever
saw and We got enough off from it to
put up little can of the fresh fruit es-
pecially for you. We arc putting q
way great quantity Of. fruit for you,
for after not having any for 50 long a
time, you will do ample justice to them,
I'm sure. But sou must certainly come
home in time for the apple bees-yoa
know We have 50 much sport At them in
the long evenings. see I have scrib-
blsd over Ill the space allowed me on
this sheet /; 50 I must close for the pres
eat.
When Major Turpin bad read the