another, so all I can do is to separate the fighters; but
I love those birds, I love them for Fred's sake, and I love
them for the remembrances they awaken of our first days
of peace and union.
My love to Joe, poor Joe! Do write and tell me how
he goes on, does he walk at all? Ever dear Emilie,
Your affectionate
EDITH.
There were letters to John and Fred in the same packet, and I think you will like to hear one of Fred's to his sister, giving an account of the Christmas festivities at Frankfort.
DEAR EDITH,