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Jeannette Hulme Platt1858-09-23Cyrus PlattThe hotel at Zanesville was very full, but the landlord said he would do all in his power to make me comfortable. "Would I object to using a room with another lady?" "No, not at all, if she was decent and nice." "She was." So I had a night of as great diversion and entertainment as you ever heard of.She was a young Mrs. M., born and brought up in Beverly, Ohio; married and moved to Iowa. I wish you could have peeped in. This was her first trip home with a baby two years old. She stayed in the room to watch the child, and I went to bed soon after tea, because so tired, with pillows tucked under my head. I perched myself for a life picture of rural Iowa life. I wish you could have seen speaker and listener, and heard the peals of laughter from the top of the straw. She was very young--eighteen or twenty; a plain, unhooped, simple country girl; but, if a specimen of native Ohio culture, then hurrah for Ohio girls after this, and Iowa development! Their little settlement was log and board houses, with near 200 inhabitants only. She gave a minute description of "our Lyceum," which meets every Wednesday night, in which women take part in debate and write essays. "Why," I said, "how many women have you, out of the 200 men, women, and children, that are able to ‰_write essays?‰_" "About five." "What do you do with your baby when you ‰_debate‰_ and read your own ‰_essays?‰_" "Oh, I set her down, or hand her to somebody." "What kind of questions do you discuss? Give me a specimen, do." "Moral suasion; capital punishment; women's rights. We are all great women's rights folks."-- 114 --But I must leave the rest till I see you. It was certainly the best evening's entertainment I have had for a long time,--completely diverted and restored me. I was questioned and talked to sleep, and awoke this morning in time to see "Lilly Doll" take her bath. In justice to Mrs. M----, of Millersburg, I must say the questioner was your wife, as she only asked one question: "Does your husband live on a farm?"When I awoke yesterday morning the pain was all gone, and I was much stronger, and so thankful. The ride to Zanesville made me "sea-sick," but still I enjoyed it much. As we drew near to the city memory went back to the first time I saw it, now more than twenty years, then twelve years ago--a bride with you. Mind went to and fro over all this space, counting up and comparing. Shall I tell you the sum I made? It was this: that, though childhood, with its sunny gayety, and youth with its brightness, are no more mine, I am now, with you and our precious children, richer, fuller, happier in earthly stores than I could ever count before.But I am very tired and must rest.Your own Jennie.