June 17, 1899
Dear Brother,
Dear Brother,
I hope you were
surprised with the money that I sent home. I’m sure it’s more than enough, but
as I’ve told mom, I hope you spend it wisely. Things are somewhat better than
the month before, no longer do I worry about food, or place to sleep. But it is
my moral that continues to be low for reasons I do not know of. In the
mornings, I wake after a long rest and yet I still feel tired. The world seems
sluggish and the grey of the walls and brown of the floor seem ever more flat
and dark. There is no motivation for me to help in the fields or at the desk.
In my opinion, I doubt the medicine the doctor gave me the month before, a
prescription of a tonic for general illnesses as well as some kind of herbal
remedy I could concoct at home. Though my other discomforts went away, I wonder
if it was simply replaced instead by this constant lethargy. I am no expert on medicine, but I believe it
is safe to say, I should not be feeling like this after the treatment. But
because of my energy, I think I will wait until he comes around the farm next
week or so. I do not think it is a big issue to worry about; I am simply
frustrated that I have been so unproductive. Hopefully, in my next letter I will
be able to bring better news. Enjoy the money brother, and I will write to you
when I can.
Your brother,
Alberto
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