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My dear Beaches!
beginning with you Mrs.Beach who gave me Emma: I always wince a little when the coals of fire arrive that I am so accustomed to at Christmas! I do nothing for any body and behold me getting my full half of all the delightful things you send us, yet never sufficiently made over to have my change of heart [[latce?]]

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and I nearly forgot as usual almost the biggest gift Wills Stevensons letters
I get a big share of the joy of them.