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Tower the other day. Rebecca was married a few weeks since to Edward Treat of Enfield. Speaking of Sarah Holmes she says they still keep up the name of friends, but how much misery one untrue friend can occasion." Say Gilman Clark spend most of his time at Mr. Holmes'. What is the trouble between Sarah and Mary? Do you know? I think Mary is a dear good girl, one who thinks too little of herself and is thought too little of by others generally. She is so diffident, people do not get acquainted with her. I shall be very glad to keep her for a Correspondent.

    Rec'd recently an epistle from Naomi Hill at Lawrence Mass. also one from Sarah Furber, Wisconsin, wherein she most affectionately sisters me. There is not much news stirring hereabouts. Mr. and Mrs. Lee have gone to Brownville to spend the winter with Ellen. Greenleaf has broken up housekeeping, so the house is uninhabited at present. Sarah Keen is married. Lyman and Rebecca expect soon to be; and Lydia Ann expects to enter into matrimonial bliss in the Spring I believe. Am not yet advised respecting the matrimonial alliances of the rest of the family, though doubtless they are doing what they can in the good causes.
 Charles intends to hire the black cow tomorrow for keep. She is fat. Has not sold the Oxen yet. Has taken twelve sheep to winter for Hiram. He (Hiram) has just bought and brought home an Accordian. We have saw filing music enough.
 You spoke of your Upham - I will take good care of it and keep it safely till you want it. Will that do? I have just read the above to Mother. She says there is nothing left for her to write so I'll stop shorty where I am and bid you good night, though really, as I tell Mother, I think if there was anything worth writing, that is left, or at any rate, I have not been guilty of writing it. Write often as you can, won't you dear brother, and in particular write good brotherly letters to Ann. She feels the neglect if you do not. Almeda too speaks of it now an then - though I tell her your letters are to all- because you never write to her. Suppose you should sometime write one of your own good letters all to her. It would gratify her very much. Good night. Good night.
                           Affectionate sister Lucy.

Mother says I have taken away her last hope now! She was going to say as much to you, as that I had said everything there was to say, but I have anticipated her in that even. She says you will undoubtedly see the propriety of her waiting till something more transpires.