Letter from Charlotte Cushman to James Fields, July 7, 1869

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[page 1] Dear friend
Wednesday afternoon 5 o'clock & you are not just here. I had an appointment in London for to day which I put off on the hope +++ me that one dear good friend Flower [?] +++ would +++ you over here to day. Now I have given up hope of you & must go to London tomorrow I have a dreadful fear that M^rs Flower may not have been able to accomplish the journey to day & will be able to do so tomorrow. This will be my 

[page 2] luck [?] +++ I +++ +++ a duty to let you know that I am not going to be here either tomorrow or Friday. but on Friday night I return here & after that, shall be here for the next three weeks certain [?]. It will be too provoking, if you do come over tomorrow. & I can only hope you will not. I did not answer Annies [?] note from Scotland for I was very much occupied during my early days here. & I was so tired & good for nothing - & then came the intelligence that you were going to him the 3^d instead of the 7" & that he was going to bring you over

[page 3] to see me. So I waited [?] until I could answer you face to face. & hear all you would say in reply. I hear you are having a splendid time. & that everybody is in love with you all there - for I hear of Miss Lowell too I must continue by hook or by +++ to see you somehow. dont [sic] let me lose you because I must go up to town tomorrow. but do wait over & then - if there is no other way to see you & Mr Flower wants us Emma & I will come over to Stratford on Saturday night & stay over Sunday just to enjoy you all together. dont [sic] know whether there is room on the hill for us. but that we shall know by hearing or not hearing from them – Emma Stebbins will remain

[page 4] here. & Emma Cushman, with her three lovely babies, is here - so you will see the family represented but I shall be so so sorry to miss you. Perhaps you will come over here on Saturday & stay over Sunday. That would be splendid! at all +++ let me have a word from you. when do you go home. oh I have been so homesick this summer. for my own beloved [?] land - last summer of delight nearly spoiled me. I never enjoyed any summer at home as I did this last. I wonder if next summer will be half as sweet & lovely. for I am going to try it. Goodbye. give me an answer
Believe me with all affection to both of you - faithfully yours
Charlotte Cushman