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With a few hundred dollars to walk in and place in her dear old hands then enough to get her two or three nice cows which would be so proud a gift to surprise her with, -- can come we hope by the gracious stroke of your pen.

I see it so beautifully written in a publication of an extract from one of your letters that, "Our lives are not our own, and that when sorrows come we call it affliction." Yet how lovely and how touching is your hopes described at meeting your departed ones, and it is this that leads me to hope you may help poor mother and I.

Trusting this may meet with your approval I respectfully and tenderly enclose a few violets from out our cottage yard.

Most Respectfully,

Milford B. [Harriss?]