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Never mind the letter Susie, I wont be angry
with you if you dont give me any at all-
for I know how busy you are, and how
little of that dear strength remains when
it is evening, with which to think and
write. Only want to write me, only sometimes
sigh that you are far from me, and that
will do, Susie! Dont you think we are good
and patient, to let you go so long; and
dont we think you're a darling, a real
beautiful hero, to toil for people, and teach
them, and leave your own dear home?
Because we pine and repine, dont think
we forget the precious patriot at war
in other lands! Never be mournful, Susie-
be happy and have cheer, for how many of the
long days have gone away since I wrote you-
and it is almost noon, and soon the night
will come, and then there is one less day
of the long pilgrimage. Mattie is very smart,
talks of you much, my darling; I must leave
you now "one little hour of Heaven," thank
who did give it me, and will he also
grant me one longer and more when it
shall please his love bring Susie home, ie!
Love always, and ever, and true! Emily
