February 26, 1890
Dear Lady,
I have much the same thought when it comes to making things of joy for others beside myself. The look of delight when they bite into some morsel I have made for them simply cannot compare to anything else. Not that I have had much worldly experience as I have always been a homebody of sorts.
I appreciate the sentiment but I have not had much luck in love. There was a lady once I thought I might marry but she ceased contact without nary an explanation. I thought to write to you because you sounded like someone I could build a friendship with, perhaps more if we had the inclination.
Sincerely,
Hopeful
Hopeful
— set by MJ —