Letter 41 — June 19, 1873
“I suppose Annie's cake is dough.”
I seat myself to let you know that I am well at present hoping when these few lines reach you that they may find you the same. It is very warm here now and a good deal of sickness. The measles are pretty bad. I have escaped from them so far. I have had several chance for them at Sabbath School for the last three or four Sundays, ther has been some one went home sick with them. Dove has got them now and one of Cal's girls I heard, May I think it was. I have not heard whether Lide has got them yet or not. You asked me how Annie and her Eichelberger was getting along, well I expect he is getting along pretty well about now. Him and Lib Jones are to be married this evening, so I suppose Annie's cake is dough. We still have our quail but it is not very tame. I suppose Grandpap and Nan has got some one that they can depend on now, they run Lem Brendle off and got Joe Vangill. Nan sent Lem word to take his bed away, he took it up to Mrs Kigers. Cal has moved to Adams. She said it was too lonsome by her self. John Maxwell and Fannie have been having big times, they parted the other Sunday but went together again Monday evening. Ellie is entirely over the measles now, she said they made her eyes wek for awhile. She sends her love to you. Well I must bring my letter to a close So good bye for this time. Write soon