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Monday evening

Dearest Phebe

What a comfort it was to get thy letter this forenoon and how much I thank thee for writing it - when thee had so little time—  I am so glad thee did not suffer any more on that first day of thy journey - I felt so worried about thee - I had just run up stairs and got the thick shawl when I heard the carriage drive away.  I am afraid thee will need it very much  do try not to take cold - and that frail husband of thine that cant leave home without getting sick - do bundle him up - with extra care this time - and if you could contrive because it is just on a piece with every-thing else this troublesome friend of thine - is forever doing to bore thee - and will take it with thy usual patience and forgive it - because it shows how much she the cares for them. 

Tuesday evening ——  I promised myself - a nice long chat with thee my dear Phebe - tonight in order to console my self - under the least little bit of an attack of home-sickness - that would come tonight - as I sat down in the dark parlor - to think of you and long to have your vacant places filled again - when I had packed away all the little people. for the night - but was very soon - interrupted by a visitor - William Whitney and disappointed of my evening with you - by his remaining too late to allow me any time - for I do not like to sit 

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