Your letter, dearest mother, post marked the 16th reached me this morning, and I am attempting to answer it by candle light to be secure of to morrow’s mail. I am greatly relieved by the knowledge that the terrible business of the sales is over ...
I was prevented by a touch of headach from writing to my dearest mother yesterday, the ‘jour de l’an’, to offer her the best wishes of the season warm from the heart of a grateful & devoted daughter; many many returns of the same day to you my own best loved mother, marked by more auspicious...
I had intended to have written to Virginia by this mail, dearest mother, but your letter of the 16. has determined me to delay for another week writing to her, as I fear I shall not have time for both. & wish to answer you. the captain of the brig Washington is in Boston, & from him we...
Mary’s letter of Nov. 10. arrived only yesterday, my dearest mother, when I had been nearly a fortnight without hearing from home, except through a letter to Mr Hilliard from Grandpapa, which, letting me know that all was well, prevented me from ...
I have been a long time without writing to you, my dearest mother, I have so much to occupy me that it is only a few hurried moments that I can give to my pen, but when I get into a house of my own I shall then become mistress of my time & no longer live in the state of perpetual constraint...
The post goes out immediately, dearest mother, but I will if possible write a line to let you know of our safe arrival here. we reached Boston in the stage coach between ten & eleven o clock last night; the family had given up expecting us for that day & had all retired except Joseph’s...
I have been at the office, and found there yours of July 5. it was wholly unexpected, and has given great pleasure to Ellen, for her fears respecting Elizabeth have made her anxious to hear from ashton: we are going out, and the carriage is now waiting at the door, but yours shews such a wish to...
We arrived here in safety, my dearest mother, at four oclock in the morning, & have taken up our quarters at Gadsby’s within a stone’s throw of the Vails. they have all, except the old lady, been to see me this morning & it made my heart swell to find myself once more re-united with...
I have not written to you for a long time my dear Nicholas, for I have as usual had nothing to write about. you receive such regular bulletins from other sources, that but little is left for me to tell, & that little before it could be committed to paper, has generally escaped from a head at...