Jan. 16 1890
I cannotAs Written:can not let this season of friendship pass without a line from me to you whom I love so fondly and unchangingly
I never sacrificed a sweeter pleasure than the one you two sweet songster and pianist could have given me. But although cannotAs Written:can not tell you why now I will tell you sometimeAs Written:some time all about it and why my past and present seclusion has been and is kept up for an indefinite time I have learned more of Christian Science the last year than I shall ever be able to communicate But what I can be understood in telling, it will be my joy and pastime to tell such faithful ones as you
Rest assured that I have not lost one bit of love for you all in this my prolonged fast and retirement. But rather has it become stronger and outward bound. Write me dear one and tell me all you please
Mrs Woodbury called on me on her return from Montreal. She was very pleasant and spoke of her experience with a sort of chastened joy. Be patient as you can with her shortcomings, she has her good points as well. I need not say this to you who are so loving and kind, so just and generous as you have always seemed to me. But it is my way of speaking. Oh may the time be near when you will visit me and bring your painting that I long sometimesAs Written:some times almost as much to see as I do to listen again to your sweet voice at the piano
May this NewYear be blessed in your experience, and after you shall have heard its larger lessons, such as each succeeding year must bring to us all, may its benediction be equal to its sermons in all that I can ask for you. Give my love to your Mother and never forget