
Yes, dear Heart, I have—a copy of the Transatlantic, sent me gratis, & I had laid it by to send you, & do so.
I go now & get a wrap up:
I have not given up, & never shall the pub. of my apotheosis of W.W. Wilson has the MS. I keep fondling that pocket ed. of L. of G. It just meets my ideal. A book is doubled in value by pocket-form. My cousin has gone. Shall send her yr word. Her 160 acres in Dakota has risen by $50 per acre. 4 miles fr. Pierre. They call the Missouri river terraces "benches" out there she says. She speaks of bull-berries or buffalo berries, small, red, set in thorns, good jelly. "Bull-berries" sounds strong & good. I don't think I shall choose to be alone on a hill-top five days again (as with her here): It's too exciting & tantalizing!! And she a widder, too!
Must go to supper
Wilhelm. S. Kennedy.