A pleasant day here to-day has been, after a cold spell—Ab't as usual with me—No sight of Rhys yet—the artist Eakin of Phila: comes off & on painting my portrait—it is going to be realistic & severe I think (ab't likeness, excellence &c. we will see)—Did I tell you I rec'd a letter from O'C[onnor] ten days ago, rather cheery?
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