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Bangor October 10th 1846. Dear brother Isaac, I received your letter just a fortnight since, and give you many thanks. I was hoping you would write, though I knew I did now deserve one, as I had not answered your last except by a few words in mother's when at Milo. I meant to have written you while there, but we all had too much talking to do to allow time for much else. I thought then that I should write you two or three letters by this time for strange as it may appear from my practice - I do really like to write especially to own folk's.

 I am ashamed of the plea of want of time, & it certainly is not want of inclination, so I do not know why I have not written oftener unless it be chargable upon the old 'thief of time' procrastination. If I had written you as soon as I intended I should have sent it to Turner, for I thought you there till a short time before I received your last. I am very glad of your good prospects there, it is another proof of how much reason you have to trust Providence that your way will be made plain, nay smooth before you if the language of your heart is, 'What wilt thou have me to do?' - I think you are favored in respect to boarding place to judge from the one of the family I have seen. I have a high opinion of Josephine Hall, though not much acquainted with her, have met her a few times: there is a dignity in her looks and appearance, rather uncommon; you have reason to think yourself flattered in resembling her in looks; her engagement must be recent as I heard nothing about it when she was here. She frequently spends a long time here I believe. As to Abby Bartlett, though not an intimate friend, nor indeed a calling acquaintance, I frequently meet her and feel somewhat acquainted. She is a very well-meaning and estimable person, though not to me at all prepossessing in manners & appearance: I had a right good visit from Lucy: she was here