[Lydia] Maria [Child] ALS to Anna Loring, Undated (August 9)

Did you not have two little books
with pieces of poetry of mine in them,
called The Pearl, or something of
that sort? They were published
several years ago, for little souvenirs.
One of the pieces of poetry was about
little red-riding-hood, I think; or about
a little girl, that was walking alone
through the fields and woods. If
these books are conveniently at hand,
I wish you would copy them for me;
but don't take much trouble about it.

I suppose you will be
glad to see John. I know he will be
glad enough to see you all; and I
shall be glad enough to see him back.
I don't know what I should do without
him. The old folks are gone to
Pennsylvania. Nobody stays at home,