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New Rochelle. 6 mo.25.1839.
Third day morning. 7 o'clock.

Dear Parents,

Much rather would I call at Gentry Falls House, and say what I have to communicate, than to impart my feelings in this format X. Just after the setting of the bright orb of day, is my favorite hour, for mentally wandering home, and spiritually communing with my dearest earthly friends. It is at this hour, my brow is sudden X with the thought that we all may never meet again while on earth and if this shall be our position, may we be prepared to meet in those X of heavenly bliss, where happiness dwells, without alloy. I have thought much, of late, that death would again, enter our ranks and snatch one of the precious members to the chamber of his dark abode because of our unfaithfulness and nonobservance of the chastisement of the mighty arms of God.

X that we may all be more obedient to his voice, then will the remainder of our days be X in unspeakable love, and harmony, then shall we follow the blessed example of our dear departed mother and grandmother. I often call to mind the hour of parting, then will the tears gush forth anew; notwithstanding this, I cannot call myself homesick, for reason tells me "it is good for thee to be separated from friends, that thou may learn to prize their worth."