, in the market, or store them in barn and cellar for another
_lonely_ winter--so my husband expresses it; though I assure you
it is not lonely for lack of numbers, but he is doubtless expressing
the feeling many of us have experienced of solitude in the midst of a
crowd of uncongenial spirits.
As it is a busy time--we have to work from 5 A.M. until late at night,
with scarce a moment to rest our weary limbs--it is not convenient to
visit you personally; we wish you to return us a written letter stating
whether we can have any encouragement and what are the requirements.
Being strangers to you we would probably need recommendation.
Thus far I have acted as amanuensis for my husband. Hoping that it may
not offend, I now address you of and from myself.
Elizabeth Brewster, _for Elisha Brewster._
_Mr. Ripley,_
Dear Sir: In the cause my husband urges I would plead. Had I skill I
would do so with all the eloquence ascribed to woman's tongue; nay,
more, had I an angel's tongue tipped with burning eloquence, I would
exert its utmost efforts to urge my husband's suit. I feel deeply that
his present and future earthly happiness depends on what answer may be
received from you. That is saying much, but I believe it is strictly
true.
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