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and your dear self

As ever
William

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worse. Even Willie has rheumatism in both knees, and one shoulder, and at times I'm led to wonder why the Almighty ever made such a climate. 
  I have not seen a day of sunshine since I left the boat, but I've seen some grand pictures, some fine people, some pretty good looking girls and so can do well enough with out the sunshine. Pretty girls (ask Homer) splendid pictures, and fine people are preferable to sunshine, in fact with such surrounding darkness is turned to light and we can all [[strikethrough]] d [[/strikethrough]] live happily ever after. 
  Write to me about every single member of the family, about Billie, all the cousins, Aunts, and Uncles. I wish to hear more about you all.
  Tell Bess that I'm writing her a long letter which ought to be completed on her birthday; and in reply I wish her to write not so much about the weather but more about herself. I pray for you all, and hope you are well, and happy, that all things look bright and that you have got a capable domestic. Give my love to Bab