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comfort her. I have many callers for my poor counsel & aid. I wish it were in my power to do more good to my fellow creatures than I do. Mrs. McKee has just presented to your mother a [start underline] linen wrought [end underline] white pocket handkf.; a very pretty article, worth, I should think, $2 or $3, as a poor return for her kindness to Mrs. Arrowsmith. Don't you want to see [start underline] Tom. Daremon[?] [end underline]. Isn't he a beauty? Mr. McKee asked me, on return'g from the mountains, what large man lived about a mile from the village [carat] in a house which I know, by his description, was the poor house, -a man that came running up to him, half bent, & shook hands, & asked him where he was a going, who said, [start underline] "I ain't going to hurt you"[end underline] etc. It was poor [start underline] Isaac Foster [end underline], you know. He wished to have the honor of shaking hands with a [start underline] N.Y. merchant [end underline]. Jennet Loring has been visiting on Paris Hill, staid till she was homesick [underline], & came home when she found a chance to ride, without waiting for her folks to send a team. Aunt Sally is in the other room now, talking as fast as she can. [Whittem?] has moved the Post Office over to the Harness Shop. I don't believe you ever heard such music as I am listening to now, which is in Mrs. Arrowsmith's room, over my head. It is Mr. McKee signing psalms. Did you ever hear Mr. Isaac Ellis sing? Did you ever hear Capt. Record drive oxen? Did you ever hear cart wheels squeaking for grease? Did you ever hear sounds that you can't define or describe or tell whether they were human or super [underline] human, or bestial, or what they were? Then, [start carat] if so [end carat] probably, you have heard something like is