Topeka.  Oct.  1/77



My Dear Mother:



When I wrote to you last I espected to be with you in a few days.  But several things have

occurred since to keep me here.  You do not know how much I have wanted to be with you this

summer.  Just as badly as you want to see me.  We have been having a very warm time of this

fall.  The thermometer has been nearly at 90 all the last month.  But this morning it begins to

rain.



You do not know how pleased I have been that you in comparatively good health.  I did not think

a year ago that you would be well enough again to write to me.



I wish you could stop worrying about me.  Things are getting better here very fast.  There never

was a time when there was so much emigration as now.  That will make times good very quick. 

Besides the [...] a very large here this year.  I am very well.  I ought to have written to you before

but time flies very rapidly.



Charlie.