From Morris in New Orleans to Julie in Hartford:

“I tried to find a ‘Brigand’ Hat, and was unsuccessful, but the Hatter said he had a style that none but brigands wore, so I bought one of them. Now I am a brigand, as well as a vagabond.

The pony phaeton idea is a good one. I hope you will be successful in carrying it out. The great requisite is a gentle horse.

What is Lottie’s (Carlotta) post address? I do not know the name of the school, of the Madame, street or number.

…Well I will be with you before long, only eight weeks more, and I fret for the time to pass. Shall we have plenty of flowers the coming season? I hope so. I enjoy seeing them in the parlor and dining room. I wish you would get Wetmore to put up the new grape trellis and move the one on the lawn back.

…Business is still discouraging, but I have one great comfort, and that is I have no one to report to. You are my only partner, dear Julie, and the best in the world. And Darling, I look forward to the very best of times with you this coming season. A real good old fashioned time. Good bye. Morris”

As always, Morris’ letters to Julie have a certain elegance, perhaps one might even say romance, to them.