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Heartache day 7. 1841
Dear Sister I was happy to receive even the short note you sent me, and am compelled by dearth of intellect to send you a short a one in return. What can a man say when his whole soul is absorbed in the computation of the time which must necessarily elapse between breakfast and dinner - supper and bedtime? I bade adieu two months since, to my two best friends, coffee and tobacco From that time forward I have not been able to hold up my head in the world. I have languished for want of the accustomed stimulus. My brain has become deadened in it sensibilites. I live in a state of half dreaming unconsciousness - my brightest idea would do discredit to a man in a doze. I am half asleep now, tho I have not a dollar in my pocket and the sight of a constable would stop the circulation of my blood You are the wife of a Judge. I have a curiosity to know why you were not made a Judgess on the first ballot. but I shall learn it when I see you which I shall do as soon as circumstances will permit - Your boarder, Columbus, has not yet reached here send him on. I have seen several people from your village lately, but did not feel sufficient interest to to enquire about the affairs of your little corporation. I want to get all the news from you and sitser and mother - it comes better from your lips. my love to mother sincerely yours R H B we are all well but old Sam he is no better
Mrs. Lucy M Battle Raleigh NCa
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