Tho I have written so much to your excellent companion, in answer to his kind letter, yet I cannot dispatch it without a few lines to yourself. Accept my heartfelt sympathy and cordial prayers; poor as they are they are at all times offered up for you and yours and especially at this hallowed and gracious Season; may all the blessings it was meant to convey be yours, and those of your dear party, even the blessings of redemption and the consolations of God’s Holy Spirit. Oh that I had wings like a dove, that I might fly to take a peep at you in your Conventual retreat, sleep in one of your Cells, and take a walk with you in the delicious Garden at which M^r. Obins’s description makes my Mouth water. Patty, who I thank God is not worse , joins me in the warmest wishes for your health, peace and comfort. May the Almighty be your guard your /guide,/ the strength of your heart and your portion for ever! How one feels the impotence of human friendship! to desire so much and to be able to do so little, to do nothing!