TO MRS. HAWTHORNE

_Concord_, May 27th, 1844

_Dearest Phoebe_,

I cannot let the day pass without speaking a little word to thee, to

tell thee how strange the old Abbey seems without thy presence, and

how strange this life, when thou art away. Nevertheless, I truly

rejoice in thy absence, as hoping it will do good to thy dearest

brain, which has been over-wrought, as well as thy physical frame. And

how does our belovedest little Una? whom I love more than I ever told

thee, though not more than thou knowest--for is she not thine and

mine, the symbol of the one true union in the world, and of our love

in Paradise.

Dearest, my cook does his office admirably. He prepared what I must

acknowledge to be the best dish of fried fish and potatoes for dinner

to-day, that I ever tasted in this house. I scarcely recognized the

fish of our own river. I make him get all the dinners while I confine

myself to the much lighter labors of breakfast and tea. He also

takes his turn at washing the dishes. Ellery Channing came to see me

this morning, and was very gracious and sociable; and we went a

fishing together. He says his little girl weighed seven pounds at her

birth, and is doing very well. Miss Prescott is now there.

We had a very pleasant dinner at Longfellow's; and I liked Mrs.

Longlady (as thou naughtily nicknamest her) quite much. The dinner was

late, and we sate long; so that Conolly and I did not get here till

half-past nine o'clock--and truly the old house seemed somewhat dark

and desolate. The next morning came George Prescott with Una's lion,

who greeted me very affectionately, but whined and moaned as if he

missed somebody who should have been here. I am not quite as strict as

I should be in keeping him out of the house; but I commiserate him and

myself--for are we not both of us bereaved. Still I am happy, and more

quiet than when thou wast here; because I feel it to be good for thee

to be there. Dearest, keep thyself at peace, and do not let persons

nor things trouble thee; and let other people take all the care of Una

that is possible; and do not fear to go out occasionally; and think

sometimes of thy husband, who loves thee unspeakably; and because he

cannot tell its immensity, he may as well stop here, especially as

Conolly (whom I can no more keep from smoking than I could the kitchen

chimney) has just come into the study with a cigar, which might

perfume this letter, and make thee think it came from thy husband's

own enormity.

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