We are yet without a prospect when the health of Mrs. J—— will enable us to travel She was so ill on yesterday that I was sent for to Court while attending there; & to day (the weather very fine) I got her to ride in the Stage Waggon half a Mile: so critical & so fluctuating is her disorder. We learn that the Snow in the Mountains is two feet deep & has stopt the heavy Waggons on their route through them, so that all things considered I shall consider the undertaking as arduous & difficult as the passage of the Alps was to Hannibal & his Army. Sometimes I have almost yielded to the opinion that we can not reach you this Winter but it is the prospect of meeting & embracing her sisters that keeps Mrs. J from sinking beneath the weight of her afflictions, & I hope that it will yet have the magical influence to make her strength equal to the undertaking. She is now sitting beside me & bids me present her sincerest love to her beloved Sisters & her dear Brother James. I add mine with respect & good wishes, Your Mo Obt