Letter 284 (autumn 1863) Samuel Bowles lyrics

by

Emily Dickinson


                                                                                                        Saturday

Mother never asked a favor of Mr Bowles before - that He accept from Her the little Barrel of Apples -

"Sweet Apples" - She exhorts me - with an occasional Baldwin - for Mary, and the squirrels.

                                                                                                             Emily.
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