Milford Friday Eve. at Capt Pond's.
Shall I commence my journal, my dear Elizabeth, with a description of
the pain I felt at taking leave of all my friends, or shall I leave you
to imagine?--The afternoon has been spent by me in the most painful
reflections & in almost total silence by my companions- I have thought
of a thousand things unsaid, a thousand kindnesses unpaid with thanks
that I ought to have remembered more seasonably; and the neglect of
which causes me many uneasy feelings- my neglecting to take leave of
Sally, has had the same effect- I hope she did not feel hurt by it, for
it proceeded from no want of gratitude for her kindness to me. I did not
imagine parting with any friend could be so distressing as I found
leaving your Mama. I did not know till then, how much I loved her &
could I at that moment have retraced my steps! but it was too late to
repent-- Deacon Wolcott & his wife are very kind, obliging, people, &
Miss Wolcott is a very pleasant companion, I do not know what I should
do without her. We came on to Butler's this afternoon & I came
immediately down to Uncle Pond's & drank tea. Miss W. came with me &
both Uncle & Aunt invited her to stay and sleep with me, which she
accordingly did. Cousin Patty has been with me, to say good bye, to all
my friends, & to-morrow we proceed to Stamford.