A Letter Written on Feb 14, 1876

Providence, Mon. Feb. 14th '76.

My Dear Sister.

Saturday evening about nine o'clock, found us very happy, reading a letter from South Hadley. I htink I slept better for receiving it before retiring, for I had been thinking about it all day.

Thank Miss Morgan for her pleasant note, I am glad she was so well pleased with the "bag."

We were quite impatient to hear about your trip to Northampton, and are glad you had so good a time. But you must have been dreadfully tired before the day's work was done. Give my love to Mary and tell her that I received her letter and will try to answer it soon. We were much pleased to hear of her good success in with her pictures and hope soon to see one of them.

Auntie says she hopes you will not have "white" ears.

Father and I received letters from Aunt Sarah tonight; she said, "tell Maria I think I will have time after awhile to write to her." She send [sic] a long account of Lizzie Cruikshank's wedding; it was a grand affair.

Father, George and I have been to the funeral of Uncle Benjamin Weeden, this afternoon. He has been been failing for some time, and died early Friday morning.

Mother was going with us, this P.M., but it rained so hard that we took Edward instead, as driver. When we got as far as Allen's Print Works, the front spring of the carriage broke down, and we could only get as far as the horse-cars with it. The mud was very deep and the rain falling fast.

After the funeral we rode in the procession as far as Pratt St. then went to Auntie's and sent the hack back, and waited until our carriage had a new spring put to it.

So we got home safely at last; but Auntie lost her chance of attending the funeral, by the accident, for we should have gone for her had we not broken down; and Mother lost hers, by the rain.

Ruth Potter has a little girl six months or more old.

Allie commenced a letter to Lizzie Hunt after I did this one and finished it before I did the third page. He is smart and I am not.

"When Maria gets home," is the frequent remark now. You have said nothing of bring[ing] anyone with you, did you think of doing so.? [sic]

Allie and I called at Ida Westcott's Wednesday afternoon; we want to invite her out here, when you get home.

Cousin Aurelia will write to you in a few days.

Dr. Taylor preaches at the Chapel next Sunday afternoon.

How many young ladies in Mt. Holyoke Seminary are counting the days, before March 3d?

Tell Mary and Lizzie that we wish they were coming home with you; it seems quite as if we should see them again when we did you. Please bring us some more paper when you come.

Your loving sister Carrie.

[Allie and George are their brothers.]