His heart racing, James leaped up, grabbed his ax, and ran to the house, sure his wife was attacked by Indians. Mary Ann was smiling and waving a white paper at him. "Look! My first letter from Louisa." "Don't ever scream like that again unless you are in danger, wife. I'm too young to have a heart attack."
"I promise, James. Look - did you ever think I could get a letter out here? Tom Martin rode by on his way back from Oregon City. This letter from Louisa was at the Post Office in General Delivery. Wasn't that nice of him to bring it over here?"
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"I'm going back to work on the barn, Mary Ann. No more screaming, please!"
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