Manhattan July
My Dear Husband,
Mrs Houstons letter is an inducement for me to write although I am tired. My health and that of the family remains good. But we were very much shocked saturday at the sudden death of our good friend Lonera Rose. Dr Phelps called it the apoplexy. I attended the funeral sunday at 2 oclock. Joseph’s quarterly meeting was at the usual hour, and at half past three the dedecation of the C. Church. Mrs Robinson could hardly contain herself for greaf. It was a melting [sermon?].
I presume not a dry eye in the house, (at their house) and buryed in the corner of their yard. You spoke of my sending a list of the articles for you to bring home. I sent some time ago part of the list and cannot remember all, but should like a microscope to see those shells on that [xxx].
1 Microscope
a Common bonnet for fall and spring (not dear)
4 pairs of womens stockens blue and white Cotton for every day and a pair apiece for each of the children white cotton at 12 ½ pr pair I sent to you to get one pound of calico pieces at the factory for the children to piece up if you have not got them you may get two lbs if cheap I would like to have you get gingham small plaid factory remnants, for their aprons and dressed if you can find any. If you have room in your trunk it will pay to bring good shoes ginghams or calicos.
I want one of calfskin shoes and the children want shoes for the year. We shall need a nice clock without fail, and that will take up room. I suppose you will know if we shall need a stove & groceries before you get to St. Louis. I gave up those furrs before I wrote some time ago. Every thing is so unsettled with regard to us, that I don’t want any more than we actually need. What we have will be pretty much wore out by the time we get it all together, but I hope God will spare us to live to see a few things accomplished. Yours, Ellen