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Niles, March 24, '96

My dear Miss Mosher:--
I am going to ask you a favor, and one that is meddling with what is none of my business. I will trust to your tact and good temper to preserve me from the usual consequences that befall the meddler.

I have been keeping up a little exercise in the gymnasium at Berkeley (I find I have to fight off middle age and stoutness nowadays), and seeing me about so much, the girls there get to forgetting that I am an elder & an outsider, and talking of their interests before me pretty freely Today when I went in for my exercise, I found the young girls very much grieved and