Emily Dickinson's Correspondences
Correspondence with Susan Dickinson

H B176a
          Friday noon.

     Dear Friend.
          I regret to inform 
you that at 3. oclock yester-
day, my mind came to a 
stand, and has since then 
been stationary.
Ere this intelligence reaches 
you, I shall probably be 
a snail.  By this untoward 
providence a mental and 
moral being has been swept 
H B176b

ruthlessly from her sphere.  
Yet we should not repine -
"God moves in a mysterious 
way, his wonders to perform, 
he plants his foot upon 
the sea, and rides upon 
the storm," and if it be 
his will that I become 
a bear and bite my fellow 
men, it will be for the 
highest good of this fallen 
and perishing world.  
If the gentleman in the 
air, will please to stop throw-
H B176c

ing snowballs, I may meet 
you again, otherwise it is 
uncertain.  My parents are 
pretty well - Gen Wolf 
is here - we're looking 
for Major Pitcairn in the 
afternoon stage.
We were much afflicted 
yesterday, by the supposed 
removal of our Cat from 
time to Eternity.
She returned, however, last 
evening, having been detained 
by the storm, beyond her 
H B176d

          I see by the Boston 
papers that Giddings is 
up again - hope you'll 
arrange with Corwin,
and have the North all 
          Fine weather for 
sledding - have spoken 
for 52 cord black walnut.  
We need some paths
our way, shant you come 
out with the team?
       Yours till death - Judah

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