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� Who disappointed turn'd about, And swore internally, no doubt. On our return, a branch we found (Broke from the spice tree) on the ground,-- A barrel full of apples on it. -- So great a weight, + wind, had done it. But, still, the good old tree stands fast, Relick of generations past! Long may [underlined] it stand for future use, And fruit abundantly produce. Not much has happen'd here, since then. We rise + go to bed again; The time between, as usual, spend In little deeds, to little end. My rhyming tow[?] about all spun: A line or two, + I have done. How do you get along, my boy, As to your health [underlined], content, employ? Your board, your room? And how is Gross? Is he all right? or sick and cross Advise me, soon, of these, + more, -- What part of time you've in the store, -- Of what goes well, + what goes wrong, And thus oblige yours, 'Zadoc Long.' N.B.--My love to John. Be kind + true Always to him, + he to you [underlined]. Especially be interested In rules by his experience tested [all underlined], For guidance in [underlined] the store, or out [underlined], In every case of risk, or doubt [all underlined]. I have in him much confidence, -- In his integrity, + sense; -- That he will counsel you in need, And be to you a friend indeed [underlined]. [text following written vertically on same page, right edge] Tell John that I can raise the cash For note he sent, last mail, to wash [?]; And if he shall depend on me, To let me know immediately [underlined]. And ask if he expects the face Of the said note, or more, or less.