Dear Sister,

Spring, and

not a Blue Bird,

but I have seen

a Crow – ″in his

own Body on the

Tree″, almost as

prima facie –

They love such

outlawed Trees –

 

 ¦

 

Could you condone

the profanity?

We have had two

Hurricanes since

the ″Ides of March,″

and one of them

came near enough

to untie My Apron –

a boldness please

resent –

Mother is lying

 

 ¦

 

changeless on her

changeless Bed,

hoping a little, and

fearing much –

Vinnie in Bliss′

Catalogue, prospecting

for Summer –

You and I can

content ourselves

with only ″Bliss″

itself – What a par-

simony! Maggie, good

and noisy, the North

Wind of the Family,

but Sweets without

a Salt would at

last cloy –

The Neighborhood are

 

 ¦

 

much amused by

the ″Fair Barbarian″

and Emily′s Scribner

is perused by all the

Boys and Girls –

Even the Cynic

Austin confessed

himself amused –

I hope the Little

Sister′s Eyes have

refrained from

sighing – and very

often carry them to

the ″Throne″ of

Tenderness – the only

God I know – and

if I take her too,

it does′nt break

 

 ¦

 

My Basket, though

Fondness′ untold

Load does tire

rugged Baskets

some –

I hope that nothing

makes you afraid –

Give my Heart

to each, and

my slim Circum-

ference to her who

often shared it –

 

Lovingly,

Emily ′