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Rome, December 24, 1862
Dear Sister,
I have written to Nina, but since you ask
how I am I am going to write you a real ego-
tistical letter. I am not sick but I have not been
right well since I had that cold. Mrs. T[ucker] thinks I have
a bad cough, but I don't think I have more than I
have every winter, that is I cough [some?] night and morning
in damp weather, when I sit in a cold church, etc. Dr. [?] never
seemed easy about [me?] would look up when I cough in church, and [br?]
[ing?] me from the door to the carriage and ask how that [soreness?]
was, and I had better take the croton oil, but you know my cough al-
ways seemed worse than they are. The last time he asked me I told him
the [soreness?] was still there just the same, well he said I shall
have to [take?] you you must use the oil, so I told him if he would
send it to me I would by a servant who goes there from here every
night [at end?]. He did not send it for a day or two but then came
on himself