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4 you left us. We have all been reading the article you wrote for Scribner. Some of the school girls said that I must tell
you how much they had enjoyed it. Ellie Graydon, Kate s next younger sister intends to recite parts of it for our literary
society. That is a pretty story of Mr. Lamon. I should think you would miss him. Don t you sometimes get very lonesome and
you like things better than people? Are nt you ever coming back? I have wondered if I should recognize you. One day I went
to our front door and there stood a gentleman. whom for a few seconds I imagined to be you. I scarcely dared more than imagine.
then he spoke I recog- nized him, Mr. Whiteford, a Scotchman who married a cousin of Mammas. I suppose it was the Scotch in
him, that made me think of you. 00778 1 Tuesday Afternoon. Mar. 5th. 78. 232 North Ala. Dear Mr. Muir, It is nearly
six years since you last wrote to a little Indiana girl. She neglected to answer for so long a time, that finally she was
ashamed to write. Will you accept her apologies? Last summer I often thought of writing to you, sending you pressed buttercups
and forgetmenots and telling you about our long tramps, but somehow I was afraid to begin