Aug 16th /62
Dear friend Mary.
Other arms may press The
Dearer friends caress Thee
All the Joys that bless thee
Dearer far may be;
But when friends are nearest,
And when Joys are Dearest,
Oh! then Mary; Remember me."
From Eph To Mary
"I'd Mourne the, the hopes that leave me
If thy smiles had left me to
I'd weep when friends decieve me
If thou wer like them untru."
Mary Eph.
"Pain and sorrow shall vanish before us.
Youth may wither, but feeling will last;
All the Shadwo that er'e shall fall oer us
Loves light summer-cloud sweetly shall
Cast."
E.E. Brown To M.D. Babcock. /
Aug 18 /62
Mary Oh I left one year a go last November
And went forth, our Country to Defend
And if I ever Return again,
Say Mary will U. B. my Friend.
Mary, Ephraim.
"Oh! had we some bright little ile of our own
In a blue summer ocean far off & a lone
There, with soules ever ardent and pure as
The clime
We should love as they loved in the first
Golden Time
E.E. Brown To Mary
Northeast East
Erie Co
Penn
Ephraim Brown
To Mary Deyett. /
[picture of tree] E.B. To M.B.