It was a letter from the page's mother:--
I will write little blind girls a letter to thank them.
The second earliest dated letter expressed sorrow that the wedding could not take place in Boston and a gift was being shipped separately.
He carefully folded the letter and placed it back in the envelope.
Of this report Miss Sullivan wrote in a letter dated October 30, 1887:
She agreed it was Julie's place to tell Howie about the letter she sent and how it impacted the rest of us.
I shall be happy to have a letter from you when you like to write to me.
Inside the card was a letter from Connie.
As he plucked the letter out, a picture fell on the table, face down.
A month ago, before the letter announcing his visit, she would have said otherwise.
In great state the tribune moved through the streets of Rome, being received at St Peter's with the hymn Veni Creator Spiritus, while in a letter the poet Petrarch urged him to continue his great and noble work, and congratulated him on his past achievements, calling him the new Camillus, Brutus and Romulus.
If you were a scientist in Jenner's time, your only form of communication was letter writing.
"Uncle Morrie" of the next letter is Mr. Morrison Heady, of Normandy, Kentucky, who lost his sight and hearing when he was a boy.
My Dear Mr. Wade:--I have just received a letter from my mother, telling me that the beautiful mastiff puppy you sent me had arrived in Tuscumbia safely.
This letter is indorsed in Whittier's hand, "Helen A. Keller--deaf dumb and blind--aged nine years."
Dear Poet, I think you will be surprised to receive a letter from a little girl whom you do not know, but I thought you would be glad to hear that your beautiful poems make me very happy.
Now I must tell my gentle poet good-bye, for I have a letter to write home before I go to bed.
I am surprised at the mastery of language which your letter shows.
We think of you so, so often! and our hearts go out to you in tenderest sympathy; and you know better than this poor letter can tell you how happy we always are to have you with us!
Why, you yourself seem to think that I taught you American braille, when you do not know a single letter in the system!
I will ask Dr. Hale to lend me the letter, so that I can make a copy of it for you.
In a letter dated April 10, 1887, only five weeks after she went to Helen Keller, she wrote to a friend:
A letter written to her mother in the course of the following week gave an account of her impression in her own words:
In a letter written soon afterward she says:
About the same time, in a letter to a friend, in which she makes mention of her Southern home, she gives so close a reproduction from a poem by one of her favourite authors that I will give extracts from Helen's letter and from the poem itself:
In a letter to a friend at the Perkins Institution, dated May 17, 1889, she gives a reproduction from one of Hans Christian Andersen's stories, which I had read to her not long before.
This letter is published in the Perkins Institution Report (1891), p. 204.
She closes this letter with, "I must go to bed, for Morpheus has touched my eyelids with his golden wand."
Helen wrote a little letter, and, enclosing the manuscript, forwarded both by mail to Mr. Anagnos for his birthday.
In the same letter she writes:
Announcing that she was mailing a letter didn't seem wise, so she walked down to the mailbox.
Eadberht showed considerable independence in his dealings with the church, and his brother Ecgberht, to whom the well-known letter of Bede is addressed, was from 734 to 766 archbishop of York.
Kossuth continued the agitation by reporting in letter form the debates of the county assemblies, to which he thereby gave a political importance which they had not had when each was ignorant of the proceedings of the others.
Soon after his mind began to give way, but during frequent intervals of lucidity he made new corrections in his great work, of which a third edition appeard in 1744, prefaced by a letter of dedication to Cardinal Trojano Acquaviva.
After her come-to-Jesus moment with Jonny, he'd left a further reminder in the form of a letter that awaited her on the pillow beside hers when she woke.
They searched the entire house, all the obvious places like the trash cans and counter tops, but found neither the letter nor the envelope.
With the glass in one hand and the letter in another, he sauntered into his office.
The handwriting on the letter was neat and feminine.
Taking a sip of the wine colored liquid, he sat the glass in a coaster on the smooth mahogany desk and dropped the letter beside it.
He pulled out a drawer and selected a wooden handled letter opener with gold inlay.
Slicing the end of the envelope open with one smooth movement, he placed the letter opener back where it belonged and shoved the drawer shut.
Pressing on the sides of the envelope to open the end, he blew into it, exposing the letter inside.