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San Francisco Sunday Morn Aug. 8th/52

My Dear Mother, Sister, & Brother

It is a beautiful
morning & as I sat meditating my thoughts as they often do wan-
dered to my distant home — that home where I hope you are
all still living in the enjoyment — of good health & happiness.

I still enjoy good health & am getting along very well
considering how I am situated but should feel much happier
if I could hear from you often as I hope to do as soon as you
once hear from me. The mail Steamer is due here now from
New York & I expect to hear from you when she arrives.

I have already written you twice — once by the mail of
the 15th July & once by the mail of the 31st July & the next mail
Steamer leaves here next Saturday the 14th inst when I
shall send these few lines which I hope will be acceptable
& be answered as soon as convenient — as I long to hear from
you very much & to know what is going on in Pepperell & vicinity

We are now having beautiful weather here most of the
time with the exception of the disagreeable wind which
blows in from the ocean every afternoon. The mornings are
beautifully warm & pleasant — until about noon when the
wind springs up & blows the sand from the hills back of
the city making it very uncomfortable & disagreeable on
the streets. There are neither trees nor grass in the city but
the streets are all planked so that it is very good travelling
about. The city is built on a side hill that slopes gently
from the waters edge to the highest summit fronting on