Dear Mamma:-I think I'm getting fat for my belts certainly feel tight after dinner if not at any other time.
The days are hazy again now, but Monday and Tuesday were fine and clear. I did want to climb Chocorua again awfully, but my companions had gone. Mrs. Smith and Miss Smith went Monday and arrived safely. There is some typhoid in Newburyport and Mrs. Smith was afraid of it I think - but I guess they'll be safe enough as they drink that spring water anyhow. There had been twenty-odd cases at one time.
Tuesday the other people some of them went on an all day drive to Ossipee Mountain Park and asked me kindly to go too. It was a splendid view of Lake Winnepesaukee [sic] that we got - very different from the other views we have had. There is a hotel about a mile and a half up the mountain and the proprietors have laid out rustic paths and bridged a stream quite often - a pretty stream that Whittier is said to have enjoyed very much. The drives over and back by a different route were pretty too, though it was dusty. We need rain very much. I hope it will rain tomorrow so as to be fresh Saturday when I start.
It is going to take me from seven in the morning till five at night to get to Nan Lyman - not more than 25 miles. One boat has been taken off so I shall have about four hours at the Weirs. But I think I'll go now I have started out. I shall not go if it rains, however, but stay here and go straight to Nashua Monday morning. Nan's address is Birh Island, Lakeport, N.H.
I have been out once or twice this week looking for may-flies &c for Anne and found two more kinds. I guess it might be a good place to collect earlier in the summer. It is not the right season now.
If you think of anything else you want to have done in Nashua I will attend to it. You can let me know there. I have written to the postmaster to deliver my mail at Mrs. Peavey's. She says I can stay there and that Mrs. Flanders is taking boarders. She may not be any cleaner than Mrs. Kingsbury, but I hope she is a little.
I'm so sleepy I guess I'll take a nap if the two or three flies in here will let me. They are horrid at this time of year. I suppose we'll have to fight them a month in South Hadley.
Love to you,
Abby.Thursday noon