If you do as perhaps you may, I will go and see whether I could be satisfied and how it is, and let you know.
"So far had I written when your letter came.

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You appear to ask this question: What object have you in contemplation?
_None further than to live a life agreeable to the mind I have, which I feel under a necessity to do."_ "Chelsea, December 30, 1842 .-- TO MOTHER: I am sorry to hear that you feel worried.