A Letter Written on Dec 23, 1907

33 Oakland Terrace
Hartford, Conn.
Dec. 23, 1907.

Dear Cousin Lucy and all of your people,

I am thinking of you very often & Cousin Lizzie & I speak of you.

This has been a dark rainy day here & dont think there will be much sleighing by the time it clears off, it just lightened & thundered, & that is out of order just at Christmas time. Am wondering when the Christmas festival is to be there, hope not to night with this bad weather. Hope you can go. Cousin Lizzie received your card this morning am sorry to hear Mary is sick with cold do so hope she will soon be well & get some rest & enjoyment before she returns to college.

Cousin Lizzie took me out two times to church yesterday pretty hard to start me in quite so rapid & I ought to be real good so not to have to go again right away. In the evening it was all music so I enjoyed it much. They gave the Messiah it was fine, a large Chorus, a quartett [sic], Orchestra, organ & piano all of that at once some of the time. We have been out shopping a few times & I have taken a walk other days.

There is no work for me to do here so I have wrote to everybody I ever knew. We played cards as long as Cousin Fred was here & I rather got the best of them, but Cousin Lizzie beats me playing backgammon. Expect Cousin Fred will call on you people before he returns. Am glad to hear that you have decided not to go back to teach, more rest will be best for you & your company will be best for the home ones.

How about the cooking these days are you practicing on various dishes & having the good luck as when I was there. I think I am indebted to you for forwarding a postal or two to me thank you. Now one thing I wish particularly to know is wheather [sic] Willie Rice is calling there now that the farm works is done, or is there more pumpkins to be delivered[.] Hope Uncle will see that the hens eggs dont have to be swapped ask Mary if the cake I carried her made her sick, wont do it any more.

Have you seen my people down the hill & how are the children. Carl & Russell are no doubt anxious for Christmas time to come. It takes most of Cousin Lizzie's time to cook as I have an awfull [sic] appetite.

Please say to your Aunt that she owes me a letter is she yet casting on stitches. With kind thoughts for you all around the firelight

Emma.

L. is making buscuit [sic] for supper & I am full now