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Darlington C.H. Nov 1st 1863

My beloved Wife

The boy who waits upon me aroused me up very early this morning, and handed me your letter. Had it have been from any one else, I am very sure that I would have postponed reading it until after I had finish my nap, for I was very sleepy, having sat up very late last night reading, what do you sup- pose, a novel. I feel really refreshed by an occasional indulgence in sitting up at a late hour at night. I have little or no society (I mean congenial society) at night. The inmates of the house are all very kind and polite to me, but I cant say that they are very agreeable, they lack education and refinement. I hardly know what to say about your going [tuesday? about? your? going?] to Fluvanna, I dislike the idea of depriving you of the pleasure that

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you would ^ and yet I am somewhat afraid that diptheria may there be lurking around Carysbrooke. It is a disease which hangs about a place for a long time. Before paying your visit you had better write and inquire about the health of Carysbrooke for little boy is not at an age that he would be likely to take this disease,

but I have seen an occasional case where the patient was about the same age. My last letter was written in great haste it was not the letter that I intended writing. The gentleman that I promised to take the [  ? ] with came for me on Thursday evening, instead of Friday morning. I felt my very much in the humor of telling you how much I loved you, and how much more I [p...d?] you as my wife, than I used to do as my sweetheart. Time and circumstances will yet verify the prediction I made about you before we were married, vis: that at forty you would be a nobler woman than you were at thirty. I expect to commence examining conscripts on next Tuesday, and will be absent from Darlington about a week. I am afraid that I will not receive your letter of the 29th before I leave. I think it highly probable that I will not be able to write to you again before next Sunday. I expect to be in George Town on that day. You had better not write to me to that place, as the mails are so [un...?]. Was the five barrels of corn a present to you? if so, you were in luck. Tell Ma to take her toddy regularly and Quinine occasionally. Kiss our little boy for me, his prattle to my ears would sound [quitier?] [than?] the combined music of the masters.

My love to all

Your devoted Husband