forward it. If you are going to remain any length of time in New York, send me your address, and I will write again.** I have somehow made out a long letter, though there is not much in it, and I hope you will do the same before long. All send love.
"Yours affectionately,
"N. R. G. Meem.
"My pen and ink are both so wretched that I fear you will find some difficulty in making out this scratch; but put on your specks, and what you can't read, just guess at. I enclose a very poor likeness of Hugh taken last spring; don't show it to anybody, for I assure you there is scarcely the faintest resemblance to him now in it.
"N. R. G. M."
I give only a few extracts from the pleasant letter from Miss Maggie Garland. The reader will observe that she signs herself "Your child, Mag," an expression of love warmly appreciated by me: