Union, Cass Co. Novr; about the 18^th/71

 

Dear Children & Dear Arther

 

I should have written sooner but I was too unwell to write; but I will try to scratch down what I can think of this morning, Sunday, the Boys have gone to Trout Creek & I am alone; I dont feele very blue; but I have been thinking & dreaming very much about my dear Artey I hope he is well & a very good boy; I tryed to have my Adams Notes discounted but have not succeded yet; I would like to help you some if I could.

 

Glad you have got the lease of Mr France, so you dont have to moove fare hope you will doo well

 

Dorey the latch string is still hanging out at our dore for you I like to have you come & give it a good long pull altogather / perhaps I will come down to see you about Christmas if I am well but my fund is low this fall John is stiring up Trout Creek he makes them turn out & take hold. Even the outsiders are plesed with his administration. I am informed he dose very well for his age. he is a peacemaker & very resolute; but I think one or 2 will stick in the Mudhole fence Rail, dont attend he is done gone up, cant stand Johns Adm^tn they want Cyrus for Steward & that would kill Mr fence R, shure

 

Brothers Lanis & Birdsley are going to assist J. at trout Creek

 

Jacobs want me to come down & stay with them a while; but I must feel better than I doo at present before I go; Malissa is at Backers lerning to sew & go to school some this winter. I hope she will doo well or better /

 

well my Dear Arty if I had you here I would give you a big squeese & a biger kiss

 

be a good child & perhaps I will come down to see you this winter News is scarce Cyrus has been buisy husking corn & they are not quite done yet, tomorow they are going to make cider barl for us.

 

we have 5 Galⁿ of Aplebutter ½ bl of kraut & I made 3 kind of preserves, 2 Galⁿ of wild & tame grapes; 1 Glⁿ crabs, 1½ blue speck [?] wish you had some of them

 

wednesday Cyrus is going to butcher at trouts I cant write more at presant hope you will go to hear Mr Seran he is on your circuit. Hetzler is on trout Creek. Preaches here today Says he did not know you lived in Golean, write very soon

 

                                                                                                Your Afect. father

                                                                                                W^m Albright /

 

 

Gently down the stream of Time                               

floats our bark toward the Sea                                   

sweetly peals the Evening Chime                               

Hear it Echo wild and free                                          

friends have gone, ties have been broken                  

fears & doubts & hopes sublime                             

Carless words though idly spoken                            

lie sleeping neath the sea of time

Yonder on the Golden Shore

forms unsee are chanting low

Strains we loved in days of yore

Memories of long ago

voises now are hushed for ever

Tears & flowers strew their graves

And this mighty Rushing River

Buries all beneath its waves

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