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From A.E.D Monday Feb. 13/88 My Dearest Polly, At last we have had our waited for letters, & wept over your terrors & re-joiced in your joy! What a time of times it was in-deed! I feel as if I had been there myself, it never seemed I, near. If only you do not freeze by the way between those dreadful sheets we will be thankful. I never heard of such an un-civilized place. Are we alone comfortable? I felt all for you as you had from first impressions & squeezed one another's hand in ecstasy