RAMONA INDIAN SCHOOL, SANTA FÉ, NEW MEXICO.
June 16, 1889.
My Dear Father:
I am very well and happy all the time. I am very sorry that my step Mother was dead. I want you to come after me in July. And come early. I had such a lovely time on our picnic. I want you to learn about Jesus and His love. So when you die you will go to Him. Where you shall be happy evermore.
From your loving daughter, MARY ARMSTRONG.
RAMONA SCHOOL, SANTA FÉ, NEW MEXICO.
June 10, 1889.
My Dear Father:
I was very glad to get your letter, and I am going to answer it right away. I am so anxious to go home this Summer. I love you all very much, and I love my Father in Heaven too. I love my Saviour very much. He is your Saviour too. Jesus is a Saviour of all the people in this world. I am glad that you are all working. I am working too but I am in school now. I am reading in the Third Reader. Give my love to all of my folks and Miss Moore and Miss Clegg[1].
From your loving daughter, MARY GRIMES.
SANTA FÉ, NEW MEXICO.
June 15, 1889.
My Dear Brother A.G.: