Monday Afternoon.
[Post-mark July 7, 1845.]
While I write this, – – 3 o’clock you may be going out, I will hope, for the day is very fine, perhaps all the better for the wind: yet I got up this morning sure of bad weather. I shall not try to tell you how anxious I am for the result and to know it. You will of course feel fatigued at first – – but persevering, as you mean to do, do you not? – – persevering, the event must be happy. Continue reading “#57”