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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
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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-
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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
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expectations.
I see by the Boston
papers that Giddings is
up again - hope you'll
arrange with Corwin,
and have the North all
straight.
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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