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.