I will pour myself a cup of strong tea and take my pen and ink pot to the table to write to Nell and Ab and Will in Toronto before I begin my homework It is quiet except for the hiss of the gas lamps that Uncle John had put in over the summer past. I think I like gas lamps. They are easier than the old coal oil lamps, and certainly give more light than the candle that I take up the stairs to my bedroom
I am using the pen that you gave me to write this letter. It it a pleasure to have such a fine instrument. I am getting along pretty well at school. Latin is still hard especially that Euclid. I am not embracing it as I should, but I have the same professor as you had and he tells me I am progressing.
I saw my brother Tom today and he was just after having a pitch out of the old sleigh. He got his cheek pretty well bashed around the eye. He had Gramma with him and she is at Dr Jones and is pretty bad. I hear she will need surgery. The horse took a fright at a sleigh with two little boys in it shaking a horse blanket. I hope Gramma will be well soon.
Ma told me that Mr..Laurent’s cow broke into the Addison’s barn and took a great gorge of their potatoes. It bloated up and died a few minutes after. A great loss for the poor man and sad for the cow, too.
The men are busy at the pumps today and all this week as there is flooding on the farm. I hope that you are not studying too hard, Nell. I will write again soon.