“Delightful praise, like summer rose, That brighter in the dew-drop glows.” They were sweet drops...
As Dean Swift says, “eyes with writing almost blind,” I commence a letter to you, near ten...
It was with a heavy heart and trembling hand, that I yesterday broke the seal of your letter to...
After a year’s absence I came yesterday to make a visit to my friends for three days. Our anxiety...
my dear Caroline must be informd that her Grand mothers Eyes are so much afflicted as to oblige...
If you find as many joyful faces to receive you, as you have left sorrowful hearts behind you,...
This morning’s post brought me your letter of the 20th. We were all delighted; grandfather’s...
I inclose you a volm from Harriot, and I have written to your Mother so late, that I have not a...
delightfull praise! like summer Rose that brighter in the dew drop glows— they were Sweet Drops...
Yesterday was our Thanksgiving day. In our own way, and with tempers suited to the occasion, we...