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Will you, my love, come and pass a week or two with me? It will be a perfect charity on your part; and I am convinced also that change of scene will cheer your spirits. Come to me, my dearest Rosamond, early to morrow morning (God willing)—if your good kind father can spare you. WILL YOU MY LOVE COME AND PASS A WEEK OR TWO WITH ME IT WILL BE A PERFECT CHARITY ON YOUR PART AND I AM CONVINCED ALSO THAT CHANGE OF SCENE WILL CHEER YOUR SPIRITS COME TO ME MY DEAREST ROSAMOND EARLY TO MORROW MORNING GOD WILLING IF YOUR GOOD KIND FATHER CAN SPARE YOU
 Henry Courtenay), I know not how I should bear up against the grievous pains wherewith it has pleased the Most High to afflict me, and which have just passed from the right foot into the left. Doubtless it is for my eternal welfare, in a better world, that I am thus chastened in this; although Dr. Wagtail, with a levity unbecoming a professional man of his age and standing, declares that if I keep my feet well swathed in flannel and take mustard baths on going to bed, I shall triumph over the ailment. But, oh! my dearest young friend, what is flannel without the blessing of heaven? what is mustard without the aid of the Most High? I am very lonely, sweet Rosamond; and I am fearful that you must miss your dear sister much. I know that Mr. Torrens' occupations take him much from home; and thus you cannot always enjoy the presence and the consolations of your excellent father, whom, I regret to say, I only as yet know by good report, but whose hand I hope to press some day in friendship. VESSEL OF THE LORD SIR HENRY COURTENAY I KNOW NOT HOW I SHOULD BEAR UP AGAINST THE GRIEVOUS PAINS WHEREWITH IT HAS PLEASED THE MOST HIGH TO AFFLICT ME AND WHICH HAVE JUST PASSED FROM THE RIGHT FOOT INTO THE LEFT DOUBTLESS IT IS MORE MY ETERNAL WELFARE IN A BETTER WORLD THAT I AM THUS CHASTENED IN THIS ALTHOUGH DOCTOR WAGTAIL WITH A LEVITY UNBECOMING A PROFESSIONAL MAN OF HIS AGE AND STANDING DECLARES THAT IF I KEEP MY FEET WELL SWATHED IN FLANNEL AND TAKE MUSTARD BATHS ON GOING TO BED I SHALL TRIUMPH OVER THE ELEMENT BUT OH MY DEAREST FRIEND WHAT IS FLANNEL WITHOUT THE BLESSING OF HEAVEN WHAT IS MUSTARD WITHOUT THE AID OF THE MOST HIGH I AM VERY LONELY SWEET ROSAMOND AND I AM FEARFUL THAT YOU MUST MISS YOUR DEAR SISTER MUCH I KNOW THAT MISTER TORRANCE'S OCCUPATIONS TAKE HIM MUCH FROM HOME AND THUS YOU CANNOT ALWAYS ENJOY THE PRESENCE AND THE CONSOLATIONS OF YOUR EXCELLENT FATHER WHOM I REGRET TO SAY I ONLY AS YET KNOW BY GOOD REPORT BUT WHOSE HAND I HOPE TO PRESS SOME DAY IN FRIENDSHIP
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