![Transcription Center logo](/themes/custom/tc_theme/assets/image/logo.png)
This transcription has been completed. Contact us with corrections.
Philip Hather Bancroft Sep 22nd 1885 My dear Miss Fletcher. I am so sorry I haven't written to you. Thinking it over I find I ought to have written long ago. Every thing good that has come to me has come through you, and you have advised me in all good things. I makes me glad you pray for us. I pray too. My people make fun of me but I think they don't know what is good so I pray [[?]] attention. I will do what I think is right. Noah knows how the Indians act sometimes.