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I feel like doing any thing but writing this morning, but
I can't omit an opportunity of holding communion with you. I told
you in my last that I was not very well. I felt worse yesterday &
last evening I consulted Dr. Cabell, who ordered me to bathe my
feet in hot water & take some Dover's powders. This I did, and
this morning, although I feel weak and feverish, yet I have not
the soreness on my breast which distressed me yesterday morning,
and I trust I am much better. I shall not go out today. I perspired
profusely during the whole of last night. Don't give yourself any
uneasiness on my account. If I do not get better, you shall hear
of it. I am sorry you are away, for your presence, or the knowledge
that you are near me, is a great relief to me when I am unwell.
Your dear letter gave me renewed proof that I am not forgotten
where of all places in the world I most desire to be remembered.
If at times I have indulged a faint suspicion that I was more
lightly thought of than I wished to be, your conduct towards me, &
your letters to me, during the past year & especially during the
past month have proved that it was unfounded. And to tell the
truth I am not certain, that I ever really & truly doubted that
you loved me. I hope you will never doubt my affection for you.
I assure you that I love you, as I would love my wedded wife.
Prayffor me constantly Mary. I need much prayer both
of my own & of others. I remember you with joy at a throne of
grace.
Dr. Cabell has just been into my room & thinks I can be
out tomorrow.
My Father has bought me a handsome trunk & set of silver
which awaits my pleasure.
I feel too weak to write more. Remember me earnestly in
your prayers.
God bless you, my own dearest Mary.
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