Your last letter My dear Ellen, is a fresh proof of the infalibility of my judgement. the old dutchess de la Ferté could not have predicted with more confidence than I did, that it was only necessary for you to become acquainted with Boston for you to be pleased with it. and it appears...

Really, my dear Nicholas, you are quite too modest and humble; you will never make your way in the world with so poor an opinion of your own merits; do you not know that with the common herd a man often passes current for the value he chooses to fix on himself & that impudence is the most...

I feel a degree of uneasiness not hearing from you since the 21st of October and had I not received a letter from my Darling Browse dated 21st Dec in which he mentions that Mr Tournillon and your self had been to New Orleans on business, the information created a good deal of uneasiness in my...

I was not aware, my dear Nicholas, when I wrote last that the blues were so strong upon me, or I should have prevented them from tinging my letter with their sombre colours. this is in every body's power, if they must feel uncomfortable themselves, they can at least avoid making others so, and in...

No apology is due to me Dearest Nicholas for any delay in answering my letters, who have now before me two of yours unanswered. It is really a singular circumstance that loving you, and thinking of you as much as I do, I should still be so much under the influence of a habit contracted in early...

We went yesterday my dear Virginia to hear Mr Meade preach & our hearts are all won, not by his sermon, for I w can never consider think his doctrine any thing but monstrous, but by the appearance of the man himself; I was very p much prejudiced against him for many things, the principal...

Your favor of the 28th of March came to hand came to hand on on the 18 April I had just sent of a letter to your Mother which will inform you all that I have to communicate from the quarter you wish most to hear from I have not had a letter from Monticello since 22d March the date of Virginias...

I beg My dear Nicholas that you will never again suffer your self to be made seriously uneasy by any possible length of silence from me. I am so notorious an offender in that way that if you did but know it, I deserve thanks and praises at your hands so far, for having treated you to so much...

This beautiful weather and quiet hour makes me anxious once more to see you my dearest daughter at a home, recovering its charms with the fine season. every thing like comfort is so completely destroyed during the winter by the boys, that I had rather forego the pleasure of your society provided...

I have always observed my dearest Mother, that your letters have a secret charm, a spell, by which vapours and blue devils are speedily expelled; in whatever mood I may be, to hear from you is like a dose of æther to an hysterical patient; I am at once animated revived, & things & persons...