Thokoms[?] Howard Co Ind
feb the 1st 1876
Dear Niece
I take this opertunity to try to write a few lines
I have heard the sad news of your Father’s death I can weep with you but it will do none of us any good to griev but it is natuerl for us to do so Eliza Patterson wrote to me three weeks a go that your pap was sick but I was quite unwell at the time I could not went if I had no other caws I had strong simtums of lung feever and was taking medison and I am not well yet though I am better but I am so nervis I can hardley write and Stepen is allmost sick and he could not go for Cass has not walked one step since he had his thy broak the 14th of Oct it was broak in two places and the Dockters onley set one place and he is going / to Indianoples to morrow to see if he can get anything done for him at the hospital one of our neighbor men is going with him but I fear it will be a bad job.
Lida kep us posted as far as she could but we did not get her letters as we ought she wrote one the 19th and we did not get it to the 29th and Stephen had been to the Office three times
I would been glad to seen your papa once more but so it is, it is the way we all hav to go and we know not when. I had hoped your papa would got up a gain but I was disapointed as I hav been many a time so we will have to try and bear it the best we can. I hope you will excuse my bad writing and meny mistakes for I am so nervis I can hardley write at all. I wish you to write to me when convenient and let me know how you all are and how and what you are going to do. tell Lida Patterson we are obliged to her / and Joe for leting us know of your Father’s affliction it made the shock liter in some degree still it was bad enough at best. I can not write any more at present.
My love to you and your Mother my respects to all inquiring friends
from your affectionate Aunt
Margaret McFarlin
Mary. J. Ellis /
Feb 2nd
I will try to write a few lines this morning I got a letter from Lide Patterson last night which gave me grate satisfaction conserning your papa’s change before death
Stephen had to go to town yesterday on earent for Cass and it was so stormy he came home so sick I was so fritened I can hardley think what to write for we had no one to go for a Dr. he said he did not want any he is beter this morning. Cass is waiting for his friend to go with with him so I can send my letter to the Office if he goes. I will write to Lide when I can, so good by