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have taken place, and still I am here. But my dear ones, although I am here so very long, my spirit is not always with me; often very often it visits that beloved spot where dwell so many of my bosom friends. Our happy family may often be scattered in body (for we must remember, this is a world of parting?) but never, never, I hope, will we be separated in spirit. Love has winded? us with her arms, and has bound us together with a bond that even death will leave unbroken. You must not think that I am all home sick; from what i have written, for I am not, and you would think that I was not, if you had heard me laugh a few minutes ago, and indeed I have hardly got so hard? down yet, but I love my home, that is a feeling in my heart that cannot be satisfied any where else, and I would like mighty? well to be there with you at this very moment, but as that cannot be I shall try to be content and happy here, for a while longer, hoping for the best. I did not mean to write such a solemn? composition like letter when I commenced?, but it is written now and I cannot help it, I wrote just as I felt without considering how uninteresting it might be to you. I would rather mother? would not make up that [fland?] until she hears from me again. I will write soon. I am glad to hear that you have got a new horse. I hope it will be a good steady one, so that I can drive it when I get well. I suppose that will be the one that will carry me home, but where is Prince? And what is the new horse's name? Let Eddy tell me that when he writes. It is now almost time for me to take my