"Richard's himself again." All the elasticity of my mind has come to my rescue and made me what I was before
the distraction of the past week. The ten days of my sojourn in Canandaigua seem like a dream. Their incidents flit before
me like passing shadows. My memory has cast into oblivion every thing that unkindness, suspicion, want of generosity
and even insult would have wrought if they could and I remember only you, the happy hymns that I passed by your side,
and the unmingled good which is the rich reward of all time I spend with you. At times while I was with you
I felt as if my reason was unseated and I should forever be a prey to contending passions. But more vigorous
health of mind than ever instructs me that every contest with error and every struggle against temptation leave
the intellect sounder and the heart purer. To your forbearance with my unguardness, & your perseverance despite
all my folly, and to your unremitting affection requited too often with thoughtlessness and neglect, I owe a debt
so great that a patriarchal life would be far too short for its discharge. I pray Heaven that your precious life
may be spared to your friends yet at least a little while, and that it may be granted to me as my choicest boon
to infuse some sweetness into the bitter cup whose very dregs an all-wise Providence seems to be giving you to
drain. But I should not vex you with these vain sympathies. They are the thoughts of my calmest and happiest
moments, and the tears which I have so often mingled with yours start unbidden to the relief of a spirit full
to overflowing. I will not check them. They flow for you.
From Canandaigua to Geneva I had no fellow-passengers, and indulged my solitary sadness until sleep
overcame me. I then wrapped my cloak around me and slept nearly the whole way to Auburn, where I found
myself at 6 1/2 a.m. I was upon the point of leaving for Albany in the cars at 2 this afternoon, I felt so un-
well just at that hour that I relinquished my purpose, and shall go to morrow morning at 7. The sudden cessation

of excitement has brought upon me an all pervading physical debility which regular mental occupation will soon
dissipate.
You are instructed to convey my especially kind regards to each and every one with whom my remincence
of my visit in Canandaigua may remain "as full, and particularly as if the same were here in after particular set forth
"and specified name by name" The papers which Mr Worden gave me were delivered by Peter into the hands
of Mr Bronson before 9 this morning. Mr Miller went to Syracuse on Saturday and has not yet returned. I
shall await with anxiety your letter to tell me about A.G. My heart is enlisted there and I want you to write to me
fully and frankly. Do not fear to say anything that your judgment may dictate. I know no one but you to whose pilotage
my headslong feelings will submit. But your influence over me is undivided and unbounded. I trust in a meeting
at Saratoga. I am always casting an anchor to the windward.
I fear that you have been sick and have kept your bed all day to day. Mrs Seward has seen Harvey Baldwin
of Syracuse who was relieved of a bronchial disease by a winter in Texas. You must go somewhere, and my judgement
is that you should go there. Kiss Fan for me. God bless you ever.
A letter to day from Whittlesey says that Weed had been to Buffalo and left for the East by way of the Canal on
Thursday morning last.