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Dorchester Jan 22rd
My dear Emma
I can give you no more sufficient reason for my long silence than the natural horror I have of writing. I talk about you to Lucy & think of you enough when I am alone but my thoughts remain unwritten until my intense desire to hear from you forces me to this most uncongenial mode of expression. I presume Lucy has told you how pleasantly I am situated here. Everything goes on as merry as a 'marriage bell' & the sacrifice I made in giving up all the pleasures & entertainment promised me in New York this winter, had
I remained there, I will be more than compensated for; for my health is being restored & I am much better in every way. Although so near Boston, I see only a few people, my desire being to keep as much away from excitement as possible. Dr Miller is very skillful & his family very kind & attentive to me. My husband enjoys as much too his respite from his profession & the pleasures of his [home?] here.
Last night we went to see J Wilkes B - for the first time. We were very much pleased with him -but he has a good deal to learn & unlearn. Just think how short the time is, before you will see your [family?] - how happy you must feel. Mrs Howe gave a
large dancing party, on Monday last & though one of the first invited, prudence kept me at home. Her great ambition now is for her two daughters - everything she does seems to be for their advancement. Julia is very toothsome & very bright. Mrs Howe is a wonderfully clever woman - don't you agree with me? She is the sort of woman who, if she gave her mind & heart up to the cause - could work wonders by the influence of her [illegible] at this time. - Boston is just as dull as usual - a few parties - theatrical performances, a little better than the general - plenty of abolition fanaticism, "the rest is silence".
Mrs Sandford I have never seen but once - it is a day's journey to her house else I should have seen her before this.
I want very much to see your sister, can't you send me, dear, a photograph of her? I hear she is so lovely. If there is anything I can do for you here, darling, let me know. Poor Lucy, I know gave up her visit with you with a struggle but she thought it best for her to remain here, as she was situated. She is a dear girl. I love her better than anyone around me here.
She told me she had written you of our precious baby. My heart is all devotedness to my pet. I love her little footsteps now, in the chamber above my head - & my heart beats faster as think & write about her. All that is said or done she imitates, as well as can; & her nurse does anything to encourage her. Pardon this stupid effort of mine - I am not very well. My dearest love to you & yours - my 'hubby' joins with me Write me very soon.
Yours ever
M.B.