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One sent at Christmas with a beautifully iced cake was:

To Ned after being severely stung by a hornet:

To Gilbert, a child in kindergarten then, she sent this, accompanied with a dead bee:

She furthered their childish love of mystery and innocent intrigue on every occasion, purloining for them any treat from the family supplies she could lay her fond hands upon.