You may imagine what a fit of dispair I was thrown into when I arriv’d here & found you had gone to the Springs & I was left behind, but as there was no remedy for it I thought it was the wisest plan to recover again particularly as I am promis’d a trip there next year & one to...

Uncle William leaves us tomorrow, & I must steal a few minutes from him (though half afraid) to scratch you a line my dear E.—I have nothing very particular to say after all.—Mama’s cold has mended since you left, & her cough is not now very much increased by it. she misses you dreadfully...