Abbie B., age 23, Kansas


I am baking yeast bread, with dry yeast Katura gave me. Will write while it bakes. When finished I will go down to the cabin, and hope to stay. Would have gone yesterday, but my bed tick was not yet filled with wild hay. This is frontier life for sure. The bread is baked, and “a perfect success.” I am jubilant over it. Wont Philip enjoy it.  *(kansasmemory.org, Kansas State Historical Society, copy and reuse restrictions apply)