who married one of Aunt Margery Wilsons boys, Stuart Wilson; she (Mrs Wilson) is a widow, her husband died about a year ago; I like her very much indeed!  we were expecting she and Ann here today, they will probably come tomorrow.  Mother says "its bed time girls" so good night my dear husband. Wednesday Morning 19th  My dear Lyle I have a few minutes to write before - Stuart starts to town.  I have but little of intrest to write as I wrote so lately and having no letter from you, but I fully expect one tonight:  Father is very busy diging his potatoes, and you know what hard work that is, and for as old a man as father too, it is too bad, but he cant hire any one to do it for him; he works very hard for one of his age, and it is letting on his looks, I think he breaks very fast.  Libbie is talking of going with Ellison to Sioux City or Ft Randle or wherever he is stationed this winter, I do wish you could be pleasantly situated at some post so that I could be with you.  But it is just eleven months today till the 23d's time is out, and if I see you this fall the time wont seem so long, I will bid you good bye for a few days till I hear from you, keep good heart, and come home if you can, your Mary.