But it took all Diana's breezy, newsy, delightful epistle to banish the sting of Ruby's postscript.
Diana's letter contained a little too much Fred, but was otherwise crowded and crossed with items of interest, and Anne almost felt herself back in Avonlea while reading it.

Marilla's was a rather prim and colorless epistle, severely innocent of gossip or emotion.

Yet somehow it conveyed to Anne a whiff of the wholesome, simple life at Green Gables, with its savor of ancient peace, and the steadfast abiding love that was there for her.

Mrs.Lynde's letter was full of church news.
Having broken up housekeeping, Mrs.Lynde had more time than ever to devote to church affairs and had flung herself into them heart and soul.
She was at present much worked up over the poor "supplies" they were having in the vacant Avonlea pulpit.
"I don't believe any but fools enter the ministry nowadays," she wrote bitterly.

"Such candidates as they have sent us, and such stuff as they preach! Half of it ain't true, and, what's worse, it ain't sound doctrine.