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To E. M. Wheelock Esq

While lying on my bed racked with pains and burning up with fevers, I write out my report for July, Please excuse the bad penmanship. it is really discourageing to draw up such a meagre report as this, when there is so many as there is in this neighbourhood, But sir there is no ambition here in this settlement for learning. Whiskey and fine clothes is the Gods they Adore, and truly they are faithful followers for every Saturday they go to William to pay their adorations and come home (when they can get home) full of the spirit. Myself and five of my family prostrated with Chills & fevers for the last month my Oldest Daughter has carried on the school and has been Cook, Nurse, and Physician, to the rest of the family, untill she is nearly as bad as the rest. She has called on every Patron for a little Money they gave our Medical Bill not a Dollar could she get, neither could she get a little Chicken to make us a little soup, after being at the expence of about two hundred dollars expences for there benefit I think it the height of ingratitude. My Term will close on the last day of August, I shall then wash my hands of them. I shall [[crossed out]] them them [[/crossed out]] I shall have to put my accounts in the hands for collection

Respectfully Yrs,
H. B. Longley