Angeline Hall.
Rodman Aug. 13th 1881
Dear Asaph, Yesterday we buried Nellie over in the cemetery on Grandfather’s old farm in Rodman. You can not think how beautiful and grand she looked. She had improved very much since she was at our house, and I see she had many friends. I think she was a superior girl, but too sensitive and ambitious to live in this world so cramped and hedged about. She went down to help Mary, and Mr. Wright’s people came for her to go up and help them as Mrs. Wright was sick, so Nellie went up there and washed and worked very hard and came back to Mary’s completely exhausted, and I think she had a congestive chill to begin with and another when she died.
The little boys and I are at Elminas. I came over to rest a little, am about used up. One of the neighbors has just come over saying that Mary died last night at nine o’clock, and will be buried to-morrow. So to-morrow morning I suppose I shall go back over to Constant’s, do not know how long I shall stay there.
I wish to know how you are getting on at home. Keep well if you can.
Tell Asaph and Samie to write.
With Much Love
C. A. S. Hall.
[P.S.] I do not know whether I had better go home, or try to stay here and rest, I am so miserably tired.
The Old Brick, Goshen