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were a fine large Baby, weighing twelve pounds.... I have some of your baby dresses left, and shall hunt them up and lay them with the clothes you have worn lately. ... I gave you milk myself.... I used to lay you across my breast when you cried, and you liked this so well that you often insisted upon sleeping in that position after you were grown quite large.
It hurt me so much that I finally managed to break you of the habit, but not until you were more than a year old.... I had a nice crimson merino cloak made for you, trimmed with velvet, and lined with white silk.
I bought also a very nice crochet cap, of white and crimson worsted, and in these you were taken to drive with me....
During this first year of your life I had some troubles, and your Baby ways were my greatest comfort.
I used to think: this Baby will grow up to be a man, and will protect me when I am old. For I thought, dear, that you should have outlived me many years.
But you are removed from us to grow in another world, of which I know nothing but what Christ has told me....
You used to keep me awake a good deal at night, and this sometimes made me nervous and fretful, though I was usually very happy with you. I would give a good deal for one of those bad nights now, though at the time they were pretty hard upon me....
... Your second summer brings me to the winter that followed.
It was quite a gay winter for us at old South Boston.
Marie, the German cook, made very nice dishes, and I had many people to dine, and one
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