Date: June 23rd 1861 Address: 10 Stilton Street,
London,
England
Dear Uncle Richard
Life on the ship was horrible. We had to eat soup, and I hate soup! Our beds were made of straw, which meant the rats and mice right under you in your sleep.
When we arrived, we had to climb a big hill, it was so big that it took two days to get over.
When we found a spot to live, we built our house. The girls did the washing, and me and the rest of the boys did the hunting.
Love Elliot
