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I wish you could just put Mr. Tash in mind of his duty in the way of writing to me: happen to mention receiving a letter from me,) I wondered he did not write & was hoping he would. I see the school is larger than ever before. How is Miss Smith? Write me about every body I know & every body I dont know. Who is that Chum of yours that talks politics so badly? How does Francis Mitchell? And the Chum who will come here next fall? & D. Anderson & N.S. Carpenter & old Chandler, Greely & Philbrick? Robinson, Smart etc. And the Ladies? -do you not get acquainted with them? you ought to. There are many there where acquaintance cannot but be profitable to any young man. If in any matter of conduct, I have erred to my heart, it has been in keeping myself from the society & acquaintance of the better sex, too much. You had chance to get acquainted with Sarah Holmes & Mary Tower & others last spring, but did not much, and I fear do not now. I believe they attend & Miss Carpenter & Hopkins & the Treats & others. Remember, now is the proper time of life to form acquaintances, and friends for life. Do you know the folks down to Cockran's? How is Mr. Parker this spring? I believe I must write to him soon. On what terms is Mr. Tash with him now? Is there any interest on the subject of religion at Foxcroft, this spring?
We do hope that the blessed Spirit of God has been granted to us somewhat here. There has been no excitement, but considerable seriousness, and it is hoped some souls born into the kingdom of God. About the time I returned, came one, who was much a rowdy last fall; he seemed very still, swore not; and it was soon whispered that 'Thornton" had experienced religion; Soon that others were serious, several of the 'best fellows' in College, & especially in our class.
Jasper Whiting, son of the commanding officer at Houlton, who is about the loveliest fellow I ever knew, The idol of our class, without an enemy, beloved by every one, excelling in every thing too, and as every one said 'so good', he went mourning about for two or three weeks, punctual every where, but with a countenance of deepest distress. When he smiled again, the joy that beamed from his eye was eloquent indeed. Many could not help thinking, that is 'the Major', as Whiting was always called, if he needed a change of heart, & was thus cast down for his sins, he who was, in the ideas of students - 'so good': when no one thought of ever having an ill feeling,