
Han improving still. We feel no anxiety, yet are watchfull watchful
—Dr Brigham attends her solely, he so much
resembles in person and deportment her old and revered friend Dr Thayer—who allways always
felt and displayed, practicaly practically
the warmest sympathy for her—Dr Rutherford had
insisted on my employing a murse, to dwell in the house with us, but Brigham assured
us that it was not required; that she would improve in a few days, and a very kind,
sisterly neighbor
Mrs Leach, volunteerd to come in daily and personaly personally
arrange her bed, and administer to her comfort, in other ways. I assure
you, Walt, that at one time I was cast down—therefore you will excuse me for
appealing to you, as I have done—Han injoined me strictly not to inform you
of her sickness that it would worry you, but I consider her in extreme danger, and
felt it to be my duty to let her friends know, and I am [illegible]
you would have censured me severely, in event she had [illegible]
recoverd—But she must not yet know that I have written you, she will be
uneasy, as to its effect upon you—Address to me, therefore, care of Post
Master Beckwith—I think she will gain speedily, with
caution. The climate at present bad—