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28 East 19th
July 12th
Dearest friend
I have just returned from the mountains of Penn. God bless you, I was sure you had forgotten me. Or I had told my mother to forward all letters but she expecting my return every day, neglected to do so. But I have see them at last. Bless you, Only think----of the pleasure of have now in reading them.
Indeed, I thought you had forgotten me. And I had no idea how much I cared for you till the last week or so. Since my last to you I have been ever saying to myself. Just my luck now that I truly "I am laughed at". But it is not so. Bless you Is it; I would come over to B- if I thought I could see----you. so I could talk to you without reserve.
But I am afraid you are not in the city now. And have sme doubts of your getting this. And I will be kept busy here for a week or two yet. But I will run the risk of not seeing you and come on as soon as I can.
Dearest Isabel. I can not write to you. I want to talk to you. I have just travelled over 600 miles----It is now 21/2 I am. I am tired and sick. Let that be an excuse for this miserably written letter. But let the style or manner of my letters be what it may. I love you, and I feel that in the fountain of my heart a seal is set to keep its waters [prime?] and bright for thee alone. God bless you. [For?] see ( to follow your wishes, not my own) I call myself your friend only good night [illegible] [illegible] JWB----
Mys Isabel Su
Post Office Boston