Letter from William Henry Seward to Frances Miller Seward, October 3, 1859

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Letter from William Henry Seward to Frances Miller Seward, October 3, 1859
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Distributor:Seward Family Digital Archive

Institution:University of Rochester

Repository:Rare Books and Special Collections

Date:1859-10-03

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Letter from William Henry Seward to Frances Miller Seward, October 3, 1859

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sender: William Seward
Birth: 1801-05-16  Death: 1872-10-10

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receiver: Frances Seward
Birth: 1805-09-24  Death: 1865-06-21

location: Auburn, NY

transcription: pxc 

revision: jxw 2021-09-16

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Editorial Note

William Henry Seward’s series of travel letters in 1859 are organized and listed by the date of each entry.
Monday October 3d. 1859
On board the Macedonian.
We have left the land out of sight, and so I have
closed my eyes on Palestine probably on Asia forever.
Thus far I am retracing my outward track. I cannot
know ^now^ whether I shall be obliged to hurry through
the Mediterranean or shall have leave to vary my
^returning^ route homeward – but I expect to be with you next winter.
I am impatient for letters, but cant meet them until I
reach Florence. My health is good – I trust to be
at Alexandria tomorrow, and at that place to be able to
designate my route homeward. It is a pleasant reflection
that 150 miles are already taken off from the 5000 miles
that intervened between my furthest stage and my home.