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                                                                                                          Turner, Sept, 12th 1845

Dear Brother

   Why do you not write; I am impatient to hear from 'down east', not being permitted to go there. 

You know how long time always seems in a new place. Though to be sure I find myself very pleasantly situated here, with every prospect of getting acquainted, and moreover pleasantly so. You cannot imagine how a good a school I have got. I have been here just a week now. I wrote to you, if I remember right, just before I left old Bowdoin perhaps that will answer for an account of Commencement etc. I was about sick awhile, but got better. I came up here Friday, Sept. 5th. I expected to be obliged to hire a carriage & horse to get here, but 'Life' or Eliphalet, Son of the celebrated 'Parson Greely' was down there, and most joyfully brought me up, finding that I was 'the Master! He carried me right to 'Old Parson Greely's, where I staid Saturday, and Lissy, is a fine girl too. Parson Greely is a rather eccentric old man, has been the minister of the 'Old Parish', in Turner, for 30 or 40 years. The Proprietors of Turner gave land forming certain funds amounting to $350, 00 per annum for Ministerial, and $200.00 for a school fund. There is no telling the advantage of such a fund to a town. It is a fact, the possession of priveliges enables to appreciate them, to appreciate, to deserve them. This fund supports two schools for three months every fall, high schools, none under 12 ever permitted. Teacher has the right of casting out the youngest to leave only 50, if he choose. I have 60 to 70, almost all between 15 or 14 & 21. All those you know who have attended high school