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them all. But I must not waste my paper thus; I
know you will be anxious for news. I have very
little to give you, however. Good old Mr. Singleton
has been very kind to us since you went away. He
comes constantly to see us, and comforts dear mamma
very much. Your friend, Dr. Singleton, will be glad
to hear that he is well and strong. Tell my friend
Buzzby that his wife sends her ‘compliments!’ I
laugh while I write the word. Yes, she actually
sends her ‘compliments’ to her husband. She is a
very stern but a really excellent woman. Mamma
and I visit her frequently when we chance to be in
the village. Her two boys are the finest little fellows
T ever saw. They are both so like each other that we
cannot tell which is which when they are apart, and
both are so like their father that we can almost faney
we see him when looking at either of them.

“The last day we were there, however, they were
in disgrace, for Johnny had pushed Freddy into the
washing-tub, and Freddy, in revenge, had poured a
jug of treacle over Johnny’s head! I am quite sure
that Mrs. Buzzby is tired of being a widow—as she
calls herself—and will be very glad when her hus-
band comes back. But I must reserve chit-chat to
the end of my letter, and first give you a minute
account of all your friends.”

 

Here followed six pages of closely-written quarto,
which, however interesting they might be to those
concerned, cannot be expected to afford much enter.