Lots of things I would like
 to talk to you about. But
they look too big when I
think of the pen. I am
troubled with nervousness
 this spring. Almost
impossible to sit, and write
or read. Feet and from
my knees down, at present
 feel as if it would be
 a big relief if they could
burst.

I can tell by your letters
just, how happy you are
with your sweet little
 treasure. Your lonesome
days are over. I am so thankful
that he is healthy, so
that you can realy
enjoy your great blessing, with
out the worry.
We found the little lock of