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My Dear son my thoughts are often with you and I hoped to have written a long letter before now but I have been very much engaged with a spinner here and some company & c &c I am sure that you have needed a common kind of a jacket & shoes &c &c very much I am a little apprehensive that another quarter will come round before you get freely prepared for this as I intended you should be but I suppose you are not more taxed for want of money than Mr. H. M.E. Cutts is to be in Bangor this week and if you have sold the wool or if you can sell it to your mind & if you can get a good Barrel of flour & have enough left for your present purpose i.e. to pay for your boots get you some shoes and anything else that you must have - then you may get flour a Barrel and send it up by Mr Cutts but if you need more money use it and we will get along as best we can - You say you are gaining flesh and strength which gives me no little anxiety but I hope and expect since it has got to be colder weather you are gaining it again write as often and as particularly as you can I should have sent you old shoes but they did not seem to be worth it you must get you a pair - I shall have some good cloth for your jacket and pantaloons when I can get it wove and dressed? which will be probably 3 or 4 weeks.

/Oct. 1st We have had Mr. Lee oven part of a day and have got in the rest of the seed hay & hopper out the stack. 2 loads of oats from the upper end of the interval, and the barley. The stack comes up higher than the eaves of the barn. Hero met with a sad mishap yesterday. I was going down to the field to mowing bushes and he set out to run by me & ran right onto the scythe, cut him badly on bothe fore & hind leg. Charles sewed up the worst wound. he is getting along well I guess. It is bedtime. I can't very well write any more here now. Affectionately Joseph brother

one sheep has died of disease since you left home