Blackwell Family                                              1860
Lucy Stone                                                 Blackwell, Henry BBoston Sept. 20
1860
Dearest Hary
I have had two
letters from you at Worcester.
two here in Boston, and two
one (to Father) at Warren.
You are surely a better correspondent
than I am. but 
I have been very busy.
I thank you for all your 
kindness to father. He feels
it too, but says he cant go 
home with me now. 
I have just come from
S. S. Foster's convention. 
I will tell you about it.
I go tonight (I guess) to
Lynn and by the earliest
train tomorrow to Aunt Hetty
then on Sat to Gardner. 
and return to Father onTuesday, and shall 
I hope see you as soon 
as Sat. I must comfort 
father, a few days, and then 
I shall be so glad to get 
back to you. 
I am glad Alice is 
well and that Clara and
Mary do so well. 
Give them greetings
With ever
lasting love 
LucyLucy Stone
Boston
Sept 20/60


Lucy Stone 
Wednesday
Sept/60
My husband dear - 

This is Wednesday, in 
the afternoon - rainy, cold- gloomy, 
and mother sinking away.
Until yesterday morning, we 
fully expected she would recover, 
but now it is scarcely possible - 
I cannot write particulars- 
I got yours of Monday, yesterday 
and am so thankful that you 
are all well! 
Don't forget Alice's birthday on 
Friday - give her some little 
three cent present, and tell 
her it is from me-
- I do so long to see her, and you. 
Don't let her eat melon, except 
the red, ripe part. I mean 
don't let her eat near therind -- Clara must give her a warm
petticoat, these cool days 
I am glad of your sale 
of the six acres-- you deserve
success.
Are there to be steps down 
from the back hall, over the 
back door, in the new house!
There ought to be, or some thing 
else, - or the water will 
always flood the kitchen door 
whenever it rains. 
If you fill up around the 
house before I return, you 
might have a good deal of 
steps put in. I hope you 
will leave that, and the 
drain behind the barn till 
I come --that I may bring


practical suggestions from Bo.
Kiss dear little Alice every
day from me, and tell her
mama loves her, and dear
sick grandma says she loves
her too.
Give best wishes and thanks
to Clara - and remembrance to
Mary.I received Clara's letter,
and Alice's added to yours


[*Lucy Stone
West Brookfield
Sept 14/60*]

West Brookfield Sept. 14, 1860
Dearest Hary, 
This is our one wee darling's 
birthday- and today at two o'clock P.M. my
good mother went to her other children. 
Peacefully, -without terrors, or apparent pain. 
We have but one mother now. Let us do for her 
everything we can. 
I long for you now when my heart is so bruised. 
But I know she will meet a large circle 
of old long lived friends, and I rejoice for her. 
"It is not she that is bad off" Eddy says, "but we."
We loved, and love her, for the generous 
self forgetting that never was absent from her, and 
we respect her for the wealth of truth that was 
part of her soul — May we deserve as well from our 
children, as she does from hers. 
Poor father feels it intensely. I pity him, so old, 
alone, - and needing sympathy, and help all thetime. I don't know when I shall go home.
The funeral is on Sunday. Then father will
need to have me a few days and if I go to see
Aunt Hetty, I shant see you before week
after next. I feel like dropping everything after
father is fixed, and rushing home — but I
suppose the more reasonable course, will be now
that I am here to do [?] the visiting I had
planned. I get all your letters promptly, and
am every day thankful to hear from you all, but
I am afraid it is a tax - after you get this, you
may write next to Worcester (for I suppose I
shall go to the convention) and then to Boston,
then one to Gardner, (where I hope to spend next
Sunday week). Then one to West Brookfield, after which
I shall hope to be with you darling.
I have just got yours of the 13th. Give love to
Mother, I think of you all there tonight.  How
different from what it is here!  Love to you all
Lucy(copy)

West Brookfield, Sep.14, 1860
Dearest Harry

This is our one wee darling's
birthday, and to-day at two o'clock P.M.
my good Mother went to her other children.
Peacefully, without terror, or apparent pain.
We have but one mother now. Let us do for
her everything we can.
I long for you when my heart is so
bruised. But I know she will meet a
large circle of long-loved friends, and I
rejoice for her. "It is not she that is bad
off" Eddy says, "but we."  We love and
loved her for the generous self-forgetting that
never was absent from her, and we respect
her for the wealth of truth that was part of her
soul. May we deserve as well from our
children, as she does from hers.
Poor father feels it intensely, I pity him,
so old, alone, and needing sympathy and


help all the time. I don't know when I shall
go home. The funeral is on Sunday. Then
father will need to have me a few days,
and if I go to see Aunt Hetty, I shan't
see you before week after next. _ _ _

Love to you all
Lucy