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kindest and sweetest persons I've ever known. When brother Jerome was in the hospital in Mobile, Ala. with his foot broken and I got the letter and was crying and she saw me and came right on over and cuddled me to her as if I were a baby and she said don't you worry one minute because I'm going to get sister Delphine, sister Regina, and sister Clara and we're going up to the Chapel and pray for him and you'll hear from your brother in two or three days. So sure enough here came word from sister Emma in three days saying they had his foot set and in a cast and he was doing fine. She and some of the Sisters cried when we left the Convent. She said I wish I would not get attached to my girls like I do every time they have to leave. She called all of us her girls. If any of us got into any trouble we'd run to her. I?ve never regretted one minute going there to school, because I've learned quite a few things. They taught me how to patch clothes the neat way, taught me how to darn socks, stockings and suits of cloths; also to embroider and the embroidery had to be padded first with cotton thread and then go over it with silk thread. That made the butterflies or whatever you were making to be raised up. Also learned how to make net collars and put the little balls on and eyelets in. I made a pale blue one with balls and eyelets in and gave it to Stella also a large dresser scarf with colored butterflies large ones and small ones. If I do have to say it, they were beautiful. We made a mess if it wasn't but one crooked stitch, we'd have to rip it out and do it till it was perfect. I took music too, but when my music teacher would send me up on the third floor to practice I'd go over my scales, my exercises, and I'd play by ear as I thought I didn't need to know the notes because I could hear a march of any kind of music and go right to the organ and play it. But I see now, what a fool I've been. When I came home at the end of nine months my daddy asked me did I learn much and I told him no; not very much and he said well you can't take no-than and make something out of it. He used his Northern brogue when he said nothing, "no-than".
Willie told me after we were married that he had loved me ever since I was a little child, he said what he thought was the prettiest about me was those long big brown curls that hung all around my head. Emma used to send me to his mothers with a basket to get greens and he said he'd run in the house and peep out the window and watch me until I'd get the greens and then he'd run to the front window and watch me as long as he could see me. Then when I was thirteen and he was fifteen it seemed
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