Wednesday Morning.
July 9, 1845.
You are all that is good and kind: I am happy and thankful the beginning (and worst of it) is over and so well. The Park and Mr. Kenyon’s all in good time – – and your sister was most prudent – – and you mean to try again: God bless you, all to be said or done – – but, as I say it, no vain word. No doubt it was a mere chance-thought, and à propos de bottes of Horne – – Continue reading “#59”