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Indianapolis, Ind. April 9, 1880
My dear Taylor -
Here is your brother John
with me in my "Morgue" in the
city, and while tucking under
his arm a picture for himself and
brothers and Sirs; I do not for-
get you, and my old promise.
Pictures are always unsatisfactory
and the enclosed is no exception,
yet after all I am led to believe
you will find in it some pints
above which you may linger with
sour pleasure, - but I'm not
goin' to write you a letter -
'cause you owe me one, and have
for months. Say something to me
soon or I shall write you again
- that's all! Tell me all you are doing,
and of your good family, and the babies
- bless em! - and the good mithers, and God
bless us every one. As ever, JWR