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Savannah Tuesday 18th July 1851 My dear wife Last Saturday I received a second letter from Bery and yesterday your regular one gladened my eyes. and since that was written my dear wife and daughter have each seen a birth day. Little Tilly eight. Big Tilly Twenty -----------. But poor ? was far away, among strangers. As you say in your letter, that writing every week you have not much news to communicate. So can I say, and especially when I am the greater part of the time confined to the house. Last Friday, Saturday and Sunday were so unpleasant that I could not move out of the house, yet still I managed to take additional cold in some way or other. Yesterday was clear the cold and I called upon Mr Ohustead the cashier and after setting some time in his room reading the paper, I walked further and called upon Nr White, he was not at home but I procured a Book from his Lybrary, a volume of the British Essayist, "Carlyoh" which will pass away some of my lonely hours ~ Mrs White his mother is a most excellent and agreeable lady. She said that on Sunday she ? me from my seat in Church. It is pleasant to have some one here who even casually thinks of me. Thursday 20th ~ This letter should have been finished and mailed yesterday. But I had one of my old fashioned sick turns ~ alternate chills and fever with dreadful headache. This morning I feel some better, though weak and fagged ? from want of rest.