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Tis he who follows duty Who scorns to be untrue Who's guided by his conscience Not by what others do. And you may be a hero, By doing all you can To free the world from error And aid your brother man. And Though no blast of comfort [?] Your greatness may proclaim With heart-felt benedictions Mankind will burnish [?] your

                        name.

March 13th 69

Dear [Neal?] The bearer of this is on the search for a home, Your grandma wrote me you were in want of a house maid and requested if I knew of one that could be relied on I would send her to you. This girl has been carefully brought up is capable of doing any kind of house work & seems willing to work. can cook, wash & given her morral character is unknown to me, If you employ her it would be well to keep a sharp look out. She has been working for three dollars per month. dont let her [swindle?] you into paying too high a price-

                      [Nannys?]

love she sends your Grandmas book with thanks for the use of it & begs you will send [furbearer?] the [number?] you [have ?] of the land we love, there are some young ladies in the neighborhood who wish to read them. Annie begs Aunt will accept the saucer of butter she has sent. I would write to her only I am pressed for time - Have you comm -enced gardening yet my Peas are up

All join me in love to yours
& the rest & will be happy to 
see you whenever you can find
your way here -
                Yours truly
                 I E Thomas

Perhaps you think a hero A man of giant might A warrior in armor A champion for the night. Who through the world goes boasting That wrong shall be no more The glory of whose exploits Is sung from shore to shore. In olden times a hero Was such a man I know He went to battle aided By javelin and bow. You all have heard of Ajax

Of Pream's valiant son And of the great Achilles Who many battles won. But now to be a hero Is quite another thing And he who earns the title Is nobler than a king.

Mr Wm Methenell