Beloved friend, how wonderful to hear from you again! Long these many months I have prayed that you and your family would reap the bounty that you all so richly deserve: "For he who ploweth the field and milketh the cow shall dwell in the sheltering might of the Lord's shotgun shack." (Ezekiel 345:92, James King translation)
Even in such sour times, I thank you humbly for your gift. Mary, Elizabeth, and Eliza all thrive magnificently here--but I daresay they go through knickers like an Irishman through a fifth of bourbon (if you pardon the risque comparison!). Why, just a scant month ago I presented Eliza with Parisian silk panties for her 20th birthday, and she was so grateful and overjoyed at the gift that she did not leave my bedroom that evening! She's such a dear, affectionate child.
Young Mary has blossomed into a fine woman, and many of the visitors to my artists' salon have commented favorably upon her beauty. In fact, the famed society portraitist Clyde Devereaux (who painted Henry James with his beloved pet spaniel Florence)has taken an interest in "sketching" her--fear no scandal, my dear. I shall be present at every session between artist and model. Clyde is an old friend who takes direction very, very well.
Elizabeth, as you know, has always marched to the beat of a different drummer: She has joined the temperance movement, and spends her idle moment carving wood portraits of Carrie Nation.
And thus we have it, a quick summary of how your girls fare these lovely days in New York City. Just this morning, as I bathed Mary and ran the washcloth over her creamy, smooth thighs, I fervently thanked you and the Lord for entrusting these sweet creatures unto my care.
For your troubles, I enclose a cheque to cover the loss of Evangeline, your milking cow. Pray, I hope you and Mr. Gunderson put aside your pride and use it to your full advantage! A good cow is hard to find--even I, a city "mouse," know this!
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Date: 2008-06-13 09:04 pm (UTC)Beloved friend, how wonderful to hear from you again! Long these many months I have prayed that you and your family would reap the bounty that you all so richly deserve: "For he who ploweth the field and milketh the cow shall dwell in the sheltering might of the Lord's shotgun shack." (Ezekiel 345:92, James King translation)
Even in such sour times, I thank you humbly for your gift. Mary, Elizabeth, and Eliza all thrive magnificently here--but I daresay they go through knickers like an Irishman through a fifth of bourbon (if you pardon the risque comparison!). Why, just a scant month ago I presented Eliza with Parisian silk panties for her 20th birthday, and she was so grateful and overjoyed at the gift that she did not leave my bedroom that evening! She's such a dear, affectionate child.
Young Mary has blossomed into a fine woman, and many of the visitors to my artists' salon have commented favorably upon her beauty. In fact, the famed society portraitist Clyde Devereaux (who painted Henry James with his beloved pet spaniel Florence)has taken an interest in "sketching" her--fear no scandal, my dear. I shall be present at every session between artist and model. Clyde is an old friend who takes direction very, very well.
Elizabeth, as you know, has always marched to the beat of a different drummer: She has joined the temperance movement, and spends her idle moment carving wood portraits of Carrie Nation.
And thus we have it, a quick summary of how your girls fare these lovely days in New York City. Just this morning, as I bathed Mary and ran the washcloth over her creamy, smooth thighs, I fervently thanked you and the Lord for entrusting these sweet creatures unto my care.
For your troubles, I enclose a cheque to cover the loss of Evangeline, your milking cow. Pray, I hope you and Mr. Gunderson put aside your pride and use it to your full advantage! A good cow is hard to find--even I, a city "mouse," know this!
Godspeed, dear friend!
Mrs. Vivian Darkbloom
12 Beekman Place
New York