And no moro the divvus from your kaum pal, M.
TRANSLATION.
THE WATER VILLAGE, _Dec_.

16, 1871.
MY DEAR DAUGHTER,--Good luck! my love to your husband and your father, and best luck! We've had bad fortune, my sister has been sick this here week, we're doing very badly and could not get any money.

Your two brothers are doing well, running about the country selling things.

Your old uncle came to his sister and stayed three days, and went away like an old dog and never gave me a penny.
Nothing much new.

A girl here took a watch the other day from another girl, and the one who lost it said: "Give it back to me and I won't hurt you." But the other girl said "No," and so they sent for the constable.
He took the girl to the station (or carriage), and just before she got there she put her hand in her pocket and threw it away, and the policeman picked it up.