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I have never had a greater trial than being forced to stay away from you now. I would not, but that my engagements have involved others in heavy expense, and should I fail to fulfill them, it would be doing a wrong.
God has given me strength as I needed it, and I never read more to my own satisfaction than last night.
Now, my dear husband, please do want, and try, to remain with us yet a while longer, and let us have a little quiet evening together before either of us crosses the river.
My heart cries out for a home with you; our home together in Florida.
Oh, may we see it again!
Your ever loving wife.
From
Fitchburg, Mass., under date of October 29th, she writes:--
In the cars, near Palmer, who should I discover but Mr.Fields and Mrs. J. T. Fields, returning from a Western trip, as gay as a troubadour.
I took an empty seat next to them, and we had a jolly ride to Boston.
I drove to Mr. Williams's house, where I met the Chelsea agent, who informed me that there was no hotel in Chelsea, but that they were expecting to send over for me. So I turned at once toward 148 Charles Street, where I tumbled in on the Fields before they had got their things off. We had a good laugh, and I received a hearty welcome.
I was quickly installed in my room, where, after a nice dinner, I curled up for my afternoon nap. At half-past 7 the carriage came for me, and I was informed that I should not have a hard reading, as they had engaged singers to take part.
So, when I got into the carriage, who should I find, beshawled, and beflowered, and betoggled in blue satin
