Edgefield, Nov 6^th, 1885

Dear brother, just a few lines to you, hope to find you quite well as, thank God, it leaves me and my wife at present. We are like you, we are getting old now. We are 70. I am sorry I did not write before but we wrote a letter and forgot to send it. We had been expecting a letter from you all this time till the other day when we saw the letter. We hope you are all well. Our best loves to you all. I am sorry to say my daughter has been dead 2 years this month. We were sorry to hear you did not know any thing about George. I think myself he must be dead or else I think some of you would have heard of him. It is 20 years, it is a long time. We hope you will write as soon as you can. It is such a long time since we had a letter from you. Corn is selling cheap here now. Flour is only 1 and 3 a stone. We are all going to give a vote this year, and everyone that is a householder there are the Liberals and Tories. We shall all vote for a cheap loaf. We are having a wonderful lot of rain here now. We had a middling harvest, not very hot. Dear brother, we should like to see you all but, as you say, you think the journey would be too much for you. It is such a long way but it don’t take more time than a week to go. I don’t think I have any more to say this time so I remain, your loving brother. William. Goodbye and may God bless you all. Write soon.

Mr. W. Broughton, Edgefield Street on the hill, Dereham, Norfolk, Old England