A Letter Written on Jun 6, 1903

Templeton, Mass
June 6, 1903.

Dear Lucy:-

I suppose you are wondering at my not considering your last two letters. Well, it was my eyes and not Delphine that kept me from writing. They pained and ached ever since I was sick and for the last two weeks have been real bad. They are getting better now, and I begin to feel some-what encouraged.

We have three nice little kittens which have grown most beautifully. They are maltese, yellow and a mixture of colors.

One of the horses has just had a colt. We are going to call it Pansy. She is such a comical thing with great long legs and ears. She totters around and alto-gether makes a very comical picture.

Papa has planted my garden and the Dalhias and Gladiolies [sic] are comeing [sic] up. I should like to see the for-get-me-nots [sic] growing wild. They have always been my favorite flower.

The air has been filled with smoke for the last two days. It has been so thick as to obscure the sun. The rooms are blue with it, and everything smells so smoky. If you hold your hand out when out doors you can catch falling cinders.

The baby is doing very nicely. She will be two months old next Monday. She laughs at everybody and seems to enjoy life[.]

Charlie Scolley [sic] broke his leg the other day. He was playing around Lamb's Lumber Wagons and broke it. Annie will have a good chance now to show her talent for nurseing. [sic]

Mr. Hale is not expected to live as blood-poisoning has set in, in the opposite leg from the one he broke.

I haven't seen Dwight Seaver so can't really say how bad he does look. I under stand that his heart has been weakened from the long runs which he used to make at Drummer Academy[.]

Mr. Titterton who was injured in a blast explosion, and then taken to St. Vincents hospital in Wocester [sic] has become totally blind[.] His mind is also deranged and it is feared that he will have to be taken to the insane asylum.

Last week I went to Gardner for the first time. I had my hair shampooed and cut properly. I curl it, and it does very well for the time.

I don't beleive [sic] I will write any more this time as my eyes are commencing to ache.

Addie Fanion, Jimmie King and Carrie Knights came up to see me Memorial Day.

Memorial Day I saw Mary calmly strolling across the common with a dish in hand all covered with a cloth.

Well, goodbye, more next time I write[.]

With love.
Edie.