She retains the keenest interest in every detail of the life at home.

She sends some cherry stones to be planted because the cherries were the largest and best she ever ate.

A box of shells is carefully gathered for brother Merritt, and sent with a grass linen handkerchief for sister Mary.

She sends back her mother's shawl for fear she may need it more than herself.

In the currant season she writes that nothing in the world would taste so good as one of mother's currant pies.