[first page of loose letter]
Care of Harper Bros
Nov 4 1887
My Dear Gunn,
I just met Frank Schell
& he told me he was writing you a
long letter. I sent word by him saying
that I often thought of you. I often picture
you in your rural English home, and see
you with your now partially grey beard
among the cabbage & carrot bushes.
Here social intercourse is growing
worse & worse � nothing but bar-rooms
& brutal Americanism, there seem to be
no Englishmen here now as of yore.
I have be steadily living in the boiling
cauldron of hell since you left. Two
of my children my son & youngest daughter
have turned out very badly. My Wife
died somewhat over a year ago under
most painful & humiliating circumstances.