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that there was no such thing as getting along, and a dissolution was forced, under such circumstances as to swallow up every thing we had, even our dear home, which nearly broke my husband's heart, and this was not the underlined: worst, his health was so impaired, as to incapacitate him for business, and as his capital had been taken from him by foul means, he had nothing left to do business with. You would not recognise the cheerful, happy buoyant man, you once knew, in what he now is. Sad, dejected, and at times almost hopeless. I tremble lest he should lose his reason, or become paralytic, and he seems to fear it himself, for he frequently prays that God would spare his reason Some times he seems better and my heart bounds with underlined: hope that he will still recover himself,