Dear Sue,

God bless you for the Bread! Now - can you spare it? Shall I send it back? Will you have a Loaf of mine - which is spread? Was silly eno' to cut six, and have three left. Tell me just as it is, and I'll send home your's, or a Loaf of mine, spread, you understand -

Great times -

Love for Fanny.

Wish Pope to Rome - that's all -

                                                                                                            Emily.