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Hotel Dunbar Roxbury, Mass. Jan 22nd, 1890. My Dear Mr. Muir, I don't suppose you know that I have become a veritable
Bostonian - having lived in the vicinity of the Hub now for nearly six months. Possibly though Miss Annie, your sister, with
whom I carry on an extensive business correspondence, may have told you about me. I am living in a great hotel or apartment
house. My room is at the top, a delightful room with a wonderful outlook, illegible steeples for my neighbors. on one side
perhaps a mile away the river Charles beyond it the blue hills; on the other in the distance the beautiful bay. From a sixth-story
window we can see nearly everything worth seeing. I think even you who scorn the city would be pleased to look out over this
varied scene, above the toil turmoil - 01398 2 Last summer at Winthrop, one of the suburbs of Boston, (where I boarded
for three months. I met my fate. no, not a man, but a woman, a physician, a specialist in the line of nervous troubles, a
graduate of the Homeopathic School here a student for two years in the hospitals under the best phsycians of Paris. This little
woman, the embodiment of good sense, one of the few who has a sound mind in a sound body, is treating me for Nervous Prostration
and I have advanced so far on the road to health that I feel very sure of never going back. I have visions that are more than
visions of a clear head a strong body, you can imagine how happy it makes me. Dr. Bruce is a companion friend - 01398