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june 9 this Eving I have recived a letter from Mr Wm Ladd
from Minot he has the goodness to Send me tow cypress trees
to be put at the tomb of my Son, I never Shall feel
Greatfull [?] to him for the troble he had to Send them
Socety to me, he is doin more then anny man in this country,
his time his monny is all for the good of man kind
the principles and motives by which he is actuated are pure
and undefiled before God and the father;
10 Sabbath day rany and damp So that I am ablidge
to remain at home, I had very Sick night. O death,
where is thy Sting: O grave, where is thy victory, there
sins trouble them not they are buried in forgetfulness, to
be remembered no more against them forever,