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up, lie down, or walk about, without assistance, but I don't think any fatal, or even permanently disastrous results will ensue. I hope to be about again in two or three weeks. I have a bed made up in my office, and on this I lie, directing my work, and reading my books, for which I have at last found leisure. I write to you myself to prove that I am not in a very desperate plight, and because I thought you would feel less anxious and worried than if I deputed somebody else to do it for me. I can't sit up long at a time, and so must close. I need not tell you how thrice-welcome your letters will be, nor how greatly they will assist me in being patient and cheerful under this forced inertia. Good-bye: God bless you: write, Richard Realf