_Boston_, Novr. 15th--very late [1839]
Dearest and best wife, I meant to have written you a long letter this
evening; but an indispensable and unexpected engagement with Gen.
M'Neil has prevented me. Belovedest, your yesterday's letter was
received; and gave me infinite comfort. Yet, Oh, be prepared for the
worst--if this may be called worst, which is in truth best for
all--and more than all for George. I cannot help trembling for you,
dearest. God bless you and keep you.
I will write a full letter in a day or two. Meantime, as your husband
is to rise with peep of day tomorrow, he must betake him to his
mattress. Good night, dearest.