C.S. Bok 1899

I suppose you think I have forgotten you, like some of your city friends. I was on the point to write you many a time and have thought of you often. About Christmas time last December I was taken down sick…and also had a relapse of it that renders me more or less ill ever since then.

Thank you most heartily for your kind invitation to visit you next summer. Perhaps then I may have the other half of me as well as myself come to see you.

Are you going to run a boarding house for the summer? I like to know of this and I may be able to tell some of my friends about it especially those who go away during the hot season.

It is now a very long while since I saw you last. I think it was the time when you brought the horses to Walker.

Are you still in the old farm? My dear old man, how delighted would I be if I can see you now and talk together about everything both of the old times and of today.

It surprised me greatly when I heard of the marriage of Noe and B.C. (Bertha Collins last seen here). C.C.I. has sent out quite a number of fellows and girls, in two of a kind. I mean in pairs, hasn’t it?

Please excuse this paper. It happens this is the only thing I have in the house and I don’t want you to wait any longer until I get some paper, to hear from me.