about February 1873

It is long since I knew of you, Peter, and much may have happened to both, but that is the rarest Book which opened at whatever page, equally enchants us. I hope that you have Power and as much of Peace as in our deep existence may be possible. To multiply the Harbors does not reduce the Sea.

We learn thro' Cousins Montague that you have lost your Sister through that sweeter Loss which we call Gain.

I am glad she is glad.

Her early pain had seemed to me peculiarly cruel.

Tell her how tenderly we are pleased.

Recall me too to your other Sisters, who tho' they may have mislaid me I can always find and include me to your sweet Wife. We are daily reminded of you by the Clergyman, Mr Jenkins, whom you strongly resemble.

Thank you for the Paper -

It is Home-like to know where you are.

We can almost hear you announce the Text, when the Air is clear and how social if you should preach us a note some Sunday in Recess.

Emily.