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Mason Cogswell To Mary Cogswell, November 6, 1816

From: Letters By Mason Cogswell
Creator: Mason F. Cogswell (author)
Date: November 6, 1816
Publication: Father and Daughter: A Collection of Cogswell Family Letters and Diaries (1772-1830)
Publisher: American School for the Deaf
Source: Yale Medical Library

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New York, November 6th, 1816.


To Mrs. Mary A. Cogswell,




Dear Mary,


I received your letter yesterday which cheered my heart and enabled me to run about much lighter than I have done. To know that you were all well and still blessed with the smiles of that kind Providence, which has hitherto protected us, afforded me real satisfaction, and calls for renewed expressions of gratitude.


As we have nothing to do here at present, as it may be colder soon, we think it best to go immediately to Albany. We shall start this evening at five o'clock.


I received a letter from Mr. Dwight at the same time I did yours, informing me that he intended leaving Albany sometime this week. I very much fear I shall miss seeing him. However we must do the best we can, and trust Providence for the result.


Mrs. Radcliff 's much better. I dined to-day with Mr. Boorman. I hear Sue Woolsey and Sally Hillhouse are there, on their way to New Haven. What a pity it is that I have not the talents of J. Hillhouse to manage the Legislature! I might then make the deaf to hear and the dumb to speak.


You will probably receive before my return by Captain Stewart six barrels of Newton Pippins, and one bushel of the Carolina sweet potatoes of the very first quality. Perhaps you had better have them put in dry land.


If Clerc should write to Alice, have her answer it, that he may receive it on our return here. Tell her dear pappa loves her very much and wants to see her. Our other dear ones, too, all encircle my heart at once; the pressure is almost painful, and a delicious relief is only obtained, by its overflowing at my eyes. You know my weakness, and will readily believe all I say to you on the subject. Tell them all if you can how I love them.


Adieu, dear Mary, and believe me, truly yours,


M. F. Cogswell