February 22, 1907

Syracuse, NY Feb 22 1906 (mis-dated, should be 1907)

My dear Rose,

Well, well, well, I certainly congratulate you from the bottom of my heart. Wish I could see the little cherub.

It may sound “fishy” for “actions speak louder than words,” but I have thought of you a great deal and meant to write long ago, for I knew that a word of cheer when the little darlings are on their way often helps considerably. But I have been too miserable most of the time to write letters, much as I thought about you. I have had so many colds, you know, which always put me back and I have just gotten over a beautiful attack of the grippe.

What do you suppose is the latest with us? We are going to California – Los Angeles for my health. My husband’s sister is going with us. We start the first Wednesday in March. Wish you and Max (and of course, little Earl) were going along.

By the way, whom did you name your baby after?

Our baby is just old enough now to be cute. She looks like a great big doll with her large blue eyes and clear skin. She is a wide-a-wake baby, I tell you – doesn’t want to sleep hardly any though the day, and is the greatest little giggler you ever saw.

I was glad to know that you are getting along well and hope you will continue.

When you are able to write me, address me at 119 Malcolm St., this city, as my husband’s people live there, and they will forward the letter. Remember, I want a good full ‘report’ on you and the little one and will await with pleasure, your reply.

Now hoping you will keep well and promising to write quicker after receiving your letter I remain

Sincerely your Friend,

Florence E. Silliman (Mrs. Wm.)

119 Malcolm St., Syracuse NY