6th February 1927, Wellington, Colorado. U.S.A. My dearest Mother, Just a few lines in answer to your last letter received some time ago. I was sure glad to hear from you as I had not had a letter for five weeks. You seem to have had quite a nice Christmas, did'nt you, but what a price to pay for chicken. I'll give you some if you'll only come and live a little closer. How would you like to come over here mother? Walt and I talk about it sometimes. We could help you over you know. I suppose tho, you think you are getting to old to travel don't you? Gee! I'll sure be glad when I can come over and visit with you a while. It's a long time since I left home but I don't forget just the same. I think Edith's dress goods is very pretty. Is it rayon? Do you make any clothes for Annie and has she got a beau? I used to think she would write me some nice little letters. I have lots of letters to write and get to feeling quite ashamed of myself for being so tardy but I simply do not like to start and start again, I have not much spare time. We have been out more this winter than ever, generally two or three days a week and an evening or two. You see when one goes out so much it crowds their work and keeps them busy. We killed a pig about two weeks ago. I made quite a bit of link sausage and rendered nearly thirty pounds of lard. (I bought fifty lbs last fall so will have enough for summer, I use quite a lot). We cannot use our cellar so put our bacon, hams, and shoulders in brine up at home. Some-one went in the folks cellar and stole a lot of their meat. Our landlord, Mr Hurdle, is talking about fixing up our cellar and house this spring. Rose was going to the Ladies Aid with me this afternoon and when we got to town we found that it had been postponed so we visited the school instead. I have'nt had any H. C.'s for a coon's age and am wondering why. They might be lost in the mail. If I were you mother I'd tie them as the folders break sometimes. I'll have to close now so "goodnight". With love to all from "us four" I am Your loving daughter XXXXX Dolly XXXXX p.s. Hope you are all well, we are. In this letter there was the following message on a scrap of paper. Mother, Will you please tell me how to make the crust for boiled puddings such as apple etc; I have'nt a steamer, never seen one here. I also want you to tell me how to make pickles with radish seed pods and marrow too. By the way, would you please send me a few marrow seeds sometime before next spring? Love. D.W. Annie and Edith, Dolly's sisters, never married. They died when 92 and 87 years. Pat