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Why why why are the May's breaking-up the dear old Dublin life for us all? Change, change, how we have to learn it. You tell us nothing but can't you come and visit us over a Sunday some times in Dublin? [[underline]]Do. [[/underline]] My Dick Fisher whom I love more and more[[bottom of page]] [[written crosswise on page]] is also to be far away (gone into a fine government foresting life out in the Rockies) and I am left mighty tender hearted. We are all well, very. Our love to all your family. I trust your news from your noble sister Edith is still good. Yours affect. Abbot H. Thayer Let me send my love to Ms Paine.
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1.[[visit is blurred as if drop of water fell on it]] 2.[[My]] has smear over it