June 19th 1867
My Dear Friend
I received your letter day before yesterday, and the Book on Western Incidents yesterday. I thank you sincerely for both also for the novel Arche [sic] Lovell. Who is Capt. Henry M. Smith. The reason that I did not receive the [pacake] sooner was, my brother in law's name is Allen Lathan not Lathan Allen, so of course I did not get them untill [sic] after I received your kind letter telling me of it so I took the letter with me and explained matters so got it without trouble. I am very much interested in the Book of Incidents and think that I shall be in the novel also. I was very glad indeed to hear from you and to find that your good husband is well again, I wish that I could see you and Mr. Reed and have a good chat as we used to in old times. And also that I could travil [sic] with you over the glorious West often when these Cincinnati people are going East I wander [sic] why they do not go West North West instead. I know if I had the means to travil [sic] that would be my course.
I am glad that our Bishops and clergy are going in that direction. I hope that at every opening our church will unfurl its banner and am glad that the church has two such men on the Union Pacific Road as S.B. Reed & General Simpson. Such church men as they will have an untold influence. Both of them are such consistant [sic] church men, Christian church men, that all thrown with them must and will admire the church through them. Our church that is the one that I attend is in a very flourishing condition, though the Ohio Bishop is rather a Presbyterian or a Methodist one. I do not know which as both claim him. All that I know is he is no church man. When you see Mrs. Ellwood please remember me to her, I liked her very much indeed. Cin. is very healthy this summer so far the Dr. says never more so. I hope that we will have no colera [sic] . My nephew that I wrote to you about has gotten a Lieutenancy in the regular army and is now in Charlestown [sic] South Carolina. He is very much pleased. I thank you again for the book that you sent me it will be doubly interesting as I know so many that are mentioned I am acquainted with. There is nothing in this city to write about, so I will close. There is nothing but a humdrum citty [sic] life. It seems to be the most useless life in the world if it were not for my Sunday school and my little niece that I have to take care of and my lame sick sister, I should feel that I was the barren fir tree spoken of in the Bible. But with these I fee [sic] as though God still had a work for me to do. Give my love to your husband and children.
I am your affectionate friend
Sally A. Kendrick
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