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Seems to me you don't write very particularly lately. I don't get a great deal of news. Your two last letters were not very well filled up. What is the matter of Sister Lucy about writing? It is rather an old trick with the rest of you! I got a splendid letter from Joseph last week. I owe him an apology for me remarks on letter writing. As he don't deserve any reproof in that respect, he must not take it as such. I shall write to him as soon as he defines his whereabouts. I suppose he will not stay at home I wish you could write more particularly. If you dont know how I should like to hear about every thing, every little (underlined) thing at home. I want to know how the house gets along; and the farming (underlined). Has Charles sold any hay? Who is his hired man? What is the matter of his ((unclear)) does he do his spring work? I should think the spring has been so far very favourable. It has been very dry by here. I expect weather is coming now though. I was never intended for a 'literary' character. It is almost astonishing how much more interest I naturally take in every thing else, especially in farm affairs. I believe my mind is good enough that I might succeed well among scholars, if I loved study enough to apply myself sufficiently. I do lack that unyielding energy of soul which some have to pin themselves down & task the mind. My mind is more inclined to be insolent than my body. For this last fortnight of the term, especially in receiving, it has been a 'dreadful bore' to me to apply my mind. Even a consciousness of the importance to me of the coming examination could not compel it. I expect I shall be obliged to 'rank' with those who tend to 'science' and 'wits', rather than to application/diligent preparation for examination. I wish you would consider the letters I have written home this term & then take to yourselves doubled (underlined) your requests to write more particularly.

Isaac.