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I recived from my sister letter from Newburgh March 10 1832
Friday and Saturday night I could not close my eyes to sleep
for thinking of Lydia. Though I do not wish her here but
I feel her loss more and more but my loss is her
Everlasting gain. for my feelings are such I cannot tell
what to say it seem a little while since Daniel and Lydia
fell a sleep they feel no sorrow nor trouble. There
Enjoyment is perfect to our state of trial, if god loves
us he feels more for us than human friends and if he
smites us it is because he sees we need it.

[The I] I do not feel quite well and when my health
is feeble my animap spirits always decline I feel weak
and in pain
I will sing of mercy and judgment: unto the o lord will I sing

A Dear christen friend from Newburgh to tea in the afternoon and Elisebeth and [cosen] cross [went] to [Rosbury] to see there aunt.