[…]has gone to heaven; papa is enough for me, and I like the way he dresses me. He always buys my dresses himself and says how they are to be made. The dressmaker wanted to put more flounces on, but papa didn’t want them and neither did I. He says he doesn’t like to see little girls loaded with finery, and that my clothes shall be of the best material and nicely made, but neat and simple.
Oh, yes; I know your dress is not cheap; I didn’t mean that at all: it is quite expensive enough, and some of your white dresses are beautifully worked; but I would like a little more ornament. You wear so little jewelry, and your father could afford to cover you with it if he chose. A pair of gold bracelets, like mine for […].