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I visited the West
last winter, though
I did not meet you
my dear friend
who were so kind
in making my journey
home again so pleasant.

Do you know I really
think it made me
ill, not seeing you.

I am writing entirely
of myself and mine
but I think to interest
you and now my
dear Mrs Stanford will
you not write of your
self to me? Your sincere
and loving friend

Julia D. Grant

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P.S. Please remember
me to your brothers
Mr Henry and his
younger brother who
so kindly promoted
my departure last
spring. They were so
kind as was Mr Ash
I broke upside down
when he told me
how ill you were.
I was so weak myself
is my only explanation.
Do write

J.D.G.