Tuesday Night

Dear Luther—

                        I am beginning at top so as to have room for all I want to say. Your book is fascinating. I am charmed to have a copy—all my own. I am to loan it to some friends as soon as we all read it. You will become famous, it is written in such an easy style that the reading of it is restful, one forgets self in following a narative well told. We are all delighted with the book. I want to show it to the Editors of our town paper. I wish I / had the gift of story telling to equal yours. Howard must be very much pleased—and indeed your whole family. I am sure it will be a good seller, and that you will have no trouble in disposing of them.

 

            Your book and letter came some days ago, but I lately lost by death a dear friend and relative. Mr Newman, whom you called on when here. I have been with them most of the time. Death came to him whilst talking to his family, their attention was drawn to him by a peculiar noise on looking around, they found him beyond human help. A Confederate Vet & Mason.             You suggested I propose an illustration. I know of nothing unless it be something like this. A friend of mine has painted a picture (of her own composition) she calls it "the capture", a young soldier has just caught a handsome horse near a stream of water, with a bridge, and some trees, correctly placed. the picture is fine. the artist is Sadie's husbands sister. /

 

Virginia spent a month with us after her return from "Over the sea", and we talked & talked—she & children were the last of our summer visitors we missed them very much. quiet reigns surpreme now. The girls are all well and each one busy—Bessie in school, Eva & I keeping house. The ones in Washington are a little colony of their own, with Nan as grand Mongul. Our little grand children in Tennessee are all at boarding school, their father is one of the teachers in the College. Pa wants to write some, so I must close.

 

With much I am Fondly, Fannie

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