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I have written in great haste. John Davis is constantly employed. He studies well & lets no one get a-head of him. He attends to the Post Office a good deal of the time - milks the cows, & does many chores for the family. He is just now returned from the mass meeting at U. Chapel, & says, it is a small meeting and that without the artillery Companies, the speakers would have to harrangue almost to the bare walls. Senator Hamlin & other Bugs [underline] will feel mortified at the low state of [Pearce?] & [?] democracy in this place. Don't you pity them, Addison? Poor demagoguish souls! How they labor & spend [underline] themselves for the careless stupid heathens who turn deaf ears to their warning voices. How does humbuggery [underline] weep & mourn over a people that will not be [underline] humbugged any more! That will not all bow, forever, to staunch oratory like [start underline] nice block heads, [end underline] as they have done, in years past. Now, Good boy, Zadoc, Give, [?], my best, & true regards, to your honest Cousin John Addison, the a good boy [?] [underline];, & cheerful & wide awake. Don't think your place a prison [underline], or that you are confined [underline] there for any given time. Think you will do well while you stay & that is will be pleasant when that full season is over, & you can retire. [?] Z Long