Monday Jan 19
My dear Clara
Frances says I must
not write to her Mother
this morning so I am going
to write to you– while
Frances writes to Lazette–
I enclose Fred’s letter about
the land– the certificate
I will keep until I come.
I was very glad to get
your letter– We are having
our winter now– it
commenced snowing and
blowing yesterday morning
and continues to blow
yet– the snow must have
fallen upon a level some
8 or 10 inches– it is so

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Frances will tell her Mother about the party at the French Ministers

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Etienne de Sartiges

Birth: 1809-01-17 Death: 1892-10-05

&c &c Your affectionate
Frances

drifted that in many
places in the middle of
the road it is 4 or 5
feet deep– I have seen
but two men out and
no wagon a can pass
through these drifts–
Lewis has gone in pursuit
of some food for the
day– it is now 12 oclock–
Henry cannot get to the
capitol– the wind continues
to blow and the snow to
drift– We are all shivering
with the cold– the snow
blows in at most of the
windows– Eliza and I
have taken up heaps of
snow in many of the
rooms still it is not
as cold as it is at the

North for though I slept
very cold the water did
not freeze by my bedside
It was hard getting up this
morning after having neuralgia
all night but I feel better
since I have been about
the house– all over from
the cellar to the top of the
house– Mary Grier is sick
having gone to the p Presidents
with white satin slippers
and no overshoes– I have
just moved her into Annas
room– and am giving her
medicine– Frank is not
well this morning though he
is running about the house–
Louisa is sick in the
kitchen– Fanny has just
been down with medicine

for her– I hope we shall all
thaw out in a day or two–
Invitations have been given for a
dinner Thursday– No one
comes to the Market to day
I think there will not be
a very good supply–
Lazette writes that Mrs Bennet
is to stay– I am glad of that–
I did not see Mrs Green the
night she was here–among
the rowdyish things which
Green did that night, was
the introducing his wife to
Judge Trumbull as “old” Mrs
Green– I hear she is looking
pretty old– I feel sorry that
Green does not improve instead
of getting more low. You have
Augustus letter which I sent by
this time– Fred writes often– we
shall have no mail to day– Mary
sends love as all would if

[right Margin] they knew I was writing–they all went to Russian

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