LETTER XVIII.

_Harrington_ to _Worthy_.

_Boston._

MY beloved has left me for a while—she has attended

Mrs. _Francis_ in a journey to Rhodeisland—and here am

I—anxious—solitary—alone!—

NO thoughts, but thoughts of _Harriot_, are permitted to agitate me. She

is in my view all the day long, and when I retire to rest my imagination

is still possessed with ideas of _Harriot_.

Adieu!

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