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Rhyll near St. Asaph,
Wednesday-August 26.
My dear, dear wife,
What a pleasure it is to write to you, though mixed with what a pain! It makes me terribly sensible of the distance from home; but then I seem to mix in a still more headlong manner with your heart, --like falling bodies that come with the greater velocity, the farther the the place from which they set out. I reckon upon receiving a letter from you here on Saturday; or perhaps I shall get one on Friday, in answer to that which I sent from St. Asaph. I did not give you any direction; & indeed I knew not what to give; so I concluded you would address to the "Post-Office," or "to be forwarded" to this place, if I had left St. Asaph. St. A., though a city, appears to be a very small place; & Rhyll is a far smaller; so that the post & I will easily find each other. Besides, the post calls at the inn where I am stopping, --the Mostyn Arms. I have got my morning gown on, but would not have put it, it seemed so domestic; only I wanted my coat well brushed; & to resume the traveling jacket is not so well for morning occasions. I told you how very useful the jacket has been. So has been every thing, which your dear care provided. My heart gets up
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