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[postmark: NEW YORK MAY 20 330 M J 92][postage stamp: red US 2 cents profile of Washington] [written in pencil up top left side: Cecilia de Noel] [written in pencil up lower left: Margt - Jr. keep]
Miss Anne Whitney.
92 Mt Vernon St.
[postmark: BOSTON, MASS. MAR 21 7- AM 1892]
[written in pencil in left upper corner: 3]
204 W. 103rd St.
[written in same hand diagonally across upper left corner: March 19th 1892.
Dear Aunt Anne.
I welcomed the heavy snowstorm of yesterday morning with great satisfaction, for I thought I could conscientiously fail to keep my numerous engagements and have a quiet day at home and do some of the things left undone - among them answer your kindest of letters that we were all [deletion: were] so glad to receive.
But what seems like
a blizzard at seven a.m. often subsides into a mild storm by ten o'clock and so it proved yesterday, and so I had no good excuse to give up my music lesson and proceeded down town to Madison Ave - accordingly.
At this stage of "advanced youth" (to quote Florie) I am taking lessons again to "play a little occasionally, for my own amazement" as a certain young woman remarked. After the
music lesson and a long slow horse-car ride up home, then came dinner & afterwards practising with a friend, as I am learning a piano accompaniment for the violin so that we can play at the blind home some evening next week. After the music, tea at Dr. John Peters to meet the Rev. Mr. Bridgeman - quite a brilliant Baptist clergyman of this city, who has recently gone over to our Church
- after supper to hear the aforesaid divine preach - and then bedtime. I have had so many things on hand this week that I entirely neglected my letter-writing - so now Saturday evening I will at least write some sort of an acknowledgement of your letter and the delightful book that followed so promptly. I think I only put it down once while reading it. Every
character introduced was so clearly drawn - even the two charming little boys said and did just enough that was bright and funny to linger in one's memory. It certainly is a remarkably bright book - there is so much to it, such a strong undercurrent of the purpose of the author aside from the narrative. Cecilia was grand - there are few indeed who have the courage to embrace the hideous spectres that come before them in
the shape of misery and sin - in the journey through this world of sorrow.
I shall take great pleasure in lending the book to an invalid friend whom I am sure will appreciate it. We have all read it, and enjoyed it, so accept our loving thanks.
On Tuesday last I met Emma, Florie & Mary at an elaborate lunch-party given by Minnie (Charle's Minnie) in honor of Mrs Deming
of Arlington, who is spending a few weeks in New York. All the girls were well and in excellent spirits. Our feelings were disturbed however just as we were leaving by Sumner's having a very bad fall against an iron picket- fortunately the blow was on a part of the fore-head, not so dangerous as it might have been. The Doctor came promptly - and the cut
sewed and bandaged - and he pronounced it not serious - and I heard yesterday that he was getting along all right - but he will probably have a scar always
Mother is planning to go up to Arlington the 1st of April - I wish she would defer it a month - as winter does not disappear in Vermont at that date, but she seems to think she must be looking after things. She wants
a new kitchen floor laid and I have stipulated for a roof or sky-light window put in the room I occupy as it is exceedingly close in warm weather -
Mother has been feeling better later - early in the winter she had a succession of ailments - that have disappeared -
The last letter from Frank reported him as having had a little sick turn. He had a
slight hemorrhage, which he thinks had some connection with the bad effects of the "grip".
He spoke of having met a Miss Manning from Boston - also a Miss Chapin who knew you. Frank said he was out again after his indisposition. I shall write him tomorrow - or he will be writing me again to know what had become of me - as he did last
Mother had a note from Aunt Mary today inviting her to attend a Browning reading given at the Berkely Lyceum on Monday afternoon - by Mrs Dellensbaugh - you probably have heard of her through Emma, who is very enthusiastic on the subject.
It was a good thing to have you report the family in "excellent health" I hope the bulletin remains the
same through this trying March. It has been as "cold as Greenland" in New York since the first day - and now all this snow has got to resolve itself into slush and water - so we shall have a hard time navigating next week.
Our love to you all and if I do owe Aunt Sarah a letter - as I think I must, divide the sum and substance of this with her until later -
With heartiest affection
Margaret W. Pratt.
Pratt, Margaret Whitney and Wellesley College Archives, "Letter from Margaret Whitney Pratt, New York, New York, to Anne Whitney, Boston, Massachusetts, 1892 March 19" (1892). Papers of Anne Whitney (MSS.4): Correspondence. 1241.