Glen Morris Cottage, Duncanville, Nov. —, 18—.
Dear Cousin:
I was glad to receive your letter, and to learn that you were all well at Morristown. I cannot tell you how happy it made me to hear that you are trying to be good. I wish I was good all the time, but, as Uncle Morris says, it is so much easier to do wrong than it is to do right. I can’t tell you how much I love our dear uncle, for he is always helping me to be good. He says a good heart is God’s gift, and that we must ask him to give it to us for the sake of his dear Son. Well, I ask for a good heart three times every day, and if you do so too, God will hear you and bless you.
What do you think? Yesterday I found a poor girl named Madge in the road near the pump at the four corners. You know the place. Well, I asked Uncle Morris to take her home and he did. Her mother is here too. I thought Madge was so nice, and would learn to be good so easy, that I began to love her dearly. But to-day, she swore dreadfully and wouldn’t speak to me. Isn’t it fearful? I’m afraid I shan’t be able to love her as I want to any more. Oh dear! I’m so sorry. Well, you and I must try to be good. Give my love to uncle and aunt, and to Charlie, and believe me to be
Your affectionate Cousin,
Jessie Carlton.
P. S. I’ve almost finished Uncle Morris’s slippers. J. C.