According to my promise I write to you again altho’ I do not feel quite sure that you will have time to read my Letters or that they will be more acceptable than the nonsensical scraps of poetry which I used to plague you with last Summer generally by the advice of Charles—but as that mania appears to be over I shall only write you short occasional Letters to let you know how we go on altho’...
I am very much afraid my Dear Thomas in consequence of your not writing to me according to your promise that you are not going on exactly as I wish I therefore write you not to preach but to entreat that you will be more attentive to your friends and answer their Letters— Your brother is gone to Rockville and his health is very much improved. Mary has grown quite fat and I never saw her look...
What! a letter from George I cried when your father put your last epistle in my hand yesterday afternoon? I was surprized for I thought that you ceased to wish to keep up any thing like friendly intercourse with your family and to feel that I was not altogether forgotten in the solitude of my chamber did occasion my heart to spring with joy. I am delighted to observe by the tone of your Letter...