Utica August 4th (54)
My ever dear Sara
I don't know that I can employ myself more aggreably than by favouring you with another of my little attempts in the epistle line.
I know you love to get letters and therefore I presume on that knowledge and write, hoping that you'll be so glad to get it that you won't stop to pick any flaws or, exercise, in the least your criticism. Lizzie went to Clinton last Saturday and I have just finished a good long letter to her, fearing she might be lonely among so many old friends, and knowing, that a little