Boston, Wednesday, Dec. 4th, 1867.
I find that by going off to the Cuba myself this morning I can send you the enclosed for Mary Boyle (I don't know how to address her), whose usual flower for my button-hole was produced in the most extraordinary manner here last Monday night! All well and prosperous. "Copperfield" and "Bob" last night; great success.
Miss Mary Boyle.
Boston, December 4th, 1867.
My dear Meery,
You can have no idea of the glow of pleasure and amazement with which I saw your remembrance of me lying on my dressing-table here last Monday night. Whosoever undertook that commission accomplished it to a miracle. But you must go away four thousand miles, and have such a token conveyed to you, before you can quite appreciate the feeling of receiving it. Ten thousand loving thanks.
Immense success here, and unbounded enthusiasm. My largest expectations far surpassed.
Ever your affectionate
Jo.
Miss Dickens.