A Letter Written on Sep 2, 1907

Green wich, Mass.
Sept., 2, 1907..

My Dear Little Sister-,

It is a dull rainy day, and we need the rain badly. Father and Mother have gone to New Salem, and I am all alone. I wish that you would come in and stay with me.

The Doctor came yesterday and took my arm out of the cast. But I cannot go to school this week. He says that my arm will be as good as it ever was, and that means a good deal.

He said that I could hug a girl as well as if I had not broken it, so you see your finish, or if you dont I do.

The arm is in a bandage and he wants me to use it all that is possible[.]

I am sorry to miss this first week but am glad to have a good arm.

You did just right, little sister, in writing what you did to me. I know that I was woefully hard to have to resign, when you had planned so much, but it will bebetter [sic] for you to give up even a whole year than to give up your health. I am sure that it will be alright dear, and dont worry.

The more you worry the longer it will take you to get well. Just relax and let nature and the M.D. do it.

When you are able they will let you know it.

I wish that I could come and see you a day this week, but doubt if it would be good for you. I am such a "pessimistic" person that I should be sure to do or say something to hurt your feelings. But you know that I dont mean to.

The postcard was very pretty and I treasure it very much.

Harry has gone to Yonkers for good. He has spoken to me three times this summer.

The other morning he and I were in the store together when he received a postcard. Although he does not know it I received a letter. He glanced at it, and hurridly [sic] put it in his pocket. I however recognized the writing, and calmly told him who it was from. That made him mad, and he left. I am sorry for him, but I have had lots of fun at his expense.

I am very glad that you wrote me all about how you felt, pet, and want to keep right on. For it does help dont it? to tell little brother all about it. I know that it does to tell sister and I consider myself pretty fortunate to have a sister of the sterling worth of the one I have got. I am pretty proud of my sister. I sometimes wonder if I am worthy of a sister of that kind, and I hope that I am.

Now I must close, darling, and do some telophoning [sic] for Father.

So Good bye and God bless you
Your loving little
Brother Frank