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Copy of a letter written by Alexander Graham Bell to his parents and Carrie.
35 West Newton Street, Boston,
June 22, 1873.
Dear Papa, Mama and Carrie:
Days come and go in dreary monotony — and I long for home. No rest from those terrible scourges of my life — I am sick of everything. I have dismissed all my private pupils and only continue with the teachers and Georgie.
Dear little Georgie is quite a consolation to me. I wish I could have him with me all the time.
My mind has evidently too wrapped up in one subject — I have just hired a piano — and I hope that the relaxation of playing occasionally may do me good.
I would come home now but for Mrs. Mitchell and the Buffalo teachers. The Buffalo Institution sent two teachers here a fortnight ago and the Committee of the Boston School have made a second appropriation of $150 to employ me to give further instruction to their teachers for one month.
As all these pupils go together it is comparatively light work for me.
I do not see how I can well give up before the 22nd of July and I must drag on till then.
I have accepted the position Prof. Nonroe offers me in the Boston University. My special Department being “The Mechanism of Articulation” — including the culture of the voice. I hope to arrange to have the use of rooms in connection with the University
Many, many thanks for your letters and suggestions — I trust that there is no need for my entirely relinquishing work here at present, especially as I have to pay my rent whether I am here or not.
But for the strange way my head is affected — I would be pretty well.
I trust that Mr. Coates is well and acquiring control over the Instrument of Speech. I should be pleased to see him if he comes to Boston.
Do not think me ungrateful in writing so seldom. I don't know how it is — when I want to say so much — and have so much to say I cannot collect my thoughts.
With much love,
Aleck.
I see Miss Fuller every day now, and she desires kindest remembrances.
AGB.