Sunday 8th
My Dear Henry — It is almost a whole week since I wrote
last my conscince reproaches me for not doing as I would
that you should do to me. I have received two letters one just
on the eve of your departure for New York and one written
the Sunday previous you had not got my two last. my old
complaint the pain in my breast has returned with its usual
accompanyment the hypo I have not felt sufficient energy to
do anything for three or four days. Maria has just gone
home Clary E. Horner George and William went out with her
it seems quite lonely here and we have just disposed of a
caravan from Romulus Laurinda and a son and daughter of
Mr Blains a couple of very unpromising children in my estimation
rather more unsociable if possible than Laurinda. I expect
old Mr Blain and Aunt Patty will be the next deputation
sent from that quarter. The latter still continues her vagaries
improved the opportunity when Mr Lewis was here to burn up his
plough and everything else that she could find that she thought
more particularly his property. I hope you did not go on the
river when you went down I see by the papers people are in
the habit of travelling in that unbecoming manner. it has
been thawing here for the last two or three days. I for one shall
not be sorry to see the snow gone once more — I have not
seen Lazette for the last week should have gone yesterday but
Pa went to Skaneateles — was ready to go to Mr Fosgates when
Serene came for Clary to go and call at Hardenbergh’s with her
so I gave up visiting for that day. Pa brought home a number
of little fish that had just been taken. the poor things were tormented
a long time for Augustus’ amusement — the process appeared to
be very generally gratifying — Augustus says I must tell Pa that
he has run away and he may get one of Mr Richardson’s boys
to supply his place. When may we expect you home I think
it will be more than four weeks — Will you get me three or four dozen
of corsett rings I would not trouble you with so trifling a commission
but there is none in the village at present and you know these
things are in dispensable do not forget Augustus’ cap and “remember
the skein of white worsted at Flints” — I have read Zilliah and am
much pleased with is rather a falling off towards the conclusion
but much better than novels in general. If you see anything
of the “Sensitive Man” bring him home with you for your own
Frances —

William H. Seward Esq—
at Albany
To the care of Julius Rhoades Esq
AUBURN
MAR 10
N.Y.
hF A Seward