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You might be resigned, and contented, but not
exquisitely happy.

Monday night, October 23^d 1837. I again
take up my Journal to write a few times in it.
We remained at the North one year after removing
from the boarding house to our own house. At the
expiration of that time my brothers health seemed
bad, and my mother determined to return home.
It was in January, a bad month to be at sea, but
however we thought there was no risk, & made
preparations to leave New Haven. We gave up
the house we were in, and boarded at a kind
friends for a few days. Our regret at leave a
place, where he had resided so long as to feel per-
fectly at home, and where we had experienced
so much kindness, and enjoyed so much happi-
ness, was extreme. Our friends were equally
sorry to part with us, and as a proof of this love
loaded us with presents. Two of them accompa-
nied us to New York, and remained until we
set sail for Charleston. We embarked under
fair [auspices], and the prospect of a speedy
voyage. For passing Cape Hatteras we had a storm
and the weather was expressively cold. The Cap-
tain thought there was some danger, but after
a few hours, the wind subsided, the sea was
calm, & all danger was over. My Mother had
set sail with a bad cold, which during the
voyage increased, and by the time we