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one daughter, Phillip, with the consumption, and one too
that they fondly loved,-and know full well the trial.- My health is now
perfectly good, if you should see me, dear Phillip, you could not doubt
it- I am the same Emma you left, both in looks and feelings. And whenever
you think of me,- believe me “well and happy”,- as you did the
Sunday you wrote to me. I thank you, Phillip, for the last letters you sent
me. The evening you wrote them,- I remember it well, we were riding about
twenty miles this side of Brattleborough, on our way home. The evening there
was unpleasant, I did not feel like talking and I presume from sunset till
ten o’clock. I scarcely spoke a word. You do believe, Phillip, that
your “promised girl” thinks much of you as she ought, I will
answer for her, that she thinks more and more of her Phillip everyday, and
loves him more as she knows him better. If you are anxious to- I am glad
you are going soon to near Hartford but as we are lasing no time I wish
(hole) be where you are the happiest. You will be (hole) near (hole) you
can go there frequently, and if you are (hole) those will be near you who
will gladly watch by you, and take care of you. It Is now about four o’clock
in the afternoon,- I tell you of this, Phillip, that you may know I did
not put off writing this letter till nine or ten at-night,- and your sister
E?? will never think you assuming what is not your right, to give her any
advice you like. As you yourself have spoken of tobacco, I will say I was
rejoiced to hear you had left off smoking, for I think it injured you health.
While on our ride to Lake George last August I heard Clarke and Page talking
about it, they said they had no doubt but it hurt you, and was confident
it made your hand tremble very much. I thought then I would write something
to you of it, but finally concluded I had not better. Father and Mother
start next Monday for Montpelier, and for about a fortnight I shall be alone.
You will think of me, dear Phillip, and when you do,- think of me as sitting
in the rocking chair, by my window,- at work,- and thinking of you. It is
now about a year since you returned from Norfolk to Middlebury. Oh! That
I could feel now as I did then,-that you would so soon be here. I will be
a long time, my dear Phillip, before we shall meet,- sometimes I cannot
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