Thursday morning - 

Dear Austin.

      How much I miss you,
how lonely it is this morning - how
I wish you were here, and how very
much I thank you for sending me 
that long letter, which I got Monday
evening, and have read a great many
times, and presume I shall again,
unless I soon have another.
I find life not so bright without
[Sue and] you, or [Martha,] and for a
little while I hav'nt cared much a-
bout it. How glad I was to know that
you had'nt forgotten us, and looked for-
ward to home, and the rustic seat, and
summer, with so much happiness -
You wonder if we think of you as
much as you of us - I guess so,
Austin - it's a great deal anyhow, and