[Letter from John C. Brewer to Emma Davis, January 19, 1879] Page: 3 of 3 (Transcription)

its wings untill at last it is either burned up or maimed for life. I saw one of my old sweethearts today at preaching, one I had not seen for two or three months. Her name is Lula Lowe, I think. I will go to preaching tonight to see her and if she hasn't any company, I am going home with her, "provided." I have not yet heard from either Miss Bettie or Floyd, though I guess you have heard from the latter at least once, for I know he has written to you long ere this.

Emma, please send me the ballad of that beautiful song, "A Package of Old Letters." I hate to ask you to bother about it, but I think I have learned the tune and I think so beautiful I would like the words. They are the prettiest part of the song. Either bring it when you come to the wedding or send it by Willie and Fletcher if you don't get to come. Emma, please forgive me for bothering you this time, and I won't bother you again.

Today is the prettiest day we have had in some time. I think I will be able to go to work on the farm tomorrow if it does not rain again tonight, and I don't think that likely.

Emma, I'm ashamed to send you this, but