l-e-t-t-e-r

Updated: June 6, 2025

"A letter," they caroled; "a letter, a l-e-t-t-e-r," dwelling on every sound with enchanting tenderness. The old Fleury house overlooked the military garden to the west, and the river to the east. There had been an addition built to it, a wing that placed the hall in the middle. It was wide, and the door at each end was set open.

Amanda Minnie Douglas - A Little Girl in Old Detroit