Letters of Rev. John W. Alvord

Oberlin July 17, 1837

My dear Sister Clarice

You shall have a letter. I think it must be you are mistaken about not recieving any letters from us. I am sure I have written you more than once. If I have not written you please forget, and forgive. I assure you this neglect has not arisen from want of interest. I have usually meant you all when I have adressed you individually. We received your precious letter last week. And it came just in time. I was glad so glad to hear from home that I hardly slept or ate for several days. Your letters by Miss Crales were destroyed as you already know. The little box from Charley came safe. It came alone, nothing by which I could tell to whom I was indebted. In concluded it was from some such friend. Give him a thousand thanks and a dozen kisses. I ate them, and thought of home, sweet home. John has been here for several days—I was glad to see him. He is quite well and will write a part of this letter. How kind and good God has been to us while we have been separated one from the other. All has gone on well with us here and you at home have enjoyed health and prosperity. I could not just feel greatful when I read your letter. My own heart condemmed me. I felt that it was infinitely more than I deserved. But so it is—I was glad to hear of most you wrote—but was distressed read such bad things of Harriet White—I have not