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[Feb 25,1849] Sunday Afternoon Park J H unclear Dear Mother & Father I suppose you expected that you had got your last letter from me for at least some time to come. But not so. the wind being dead a head we were obliged to drop our anchor when the steamboa left us and come to stand still just inside of Sandy Hook where we are still laying and the Pilot having to stay on board until we go to sea gives me the opportunity of sending this to you by him. In the letter that I wrote and sent yesterday. during the excitement and flurry that surrounded me it was almost impossible to give you any description of what was going on so that now I will commence and see if I can not do better. The day was splended, as fine as could be at about 9 O clock we handled our vessel out of the Pier alongside of a ship when the steamboat came alongside of us. all this time I was busy up town getting a few little notions and bidding folks good bye. I went and saw Em and the girls about the last thing and got on board just in time to answer to my