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mother bids me say she prays for my sister's comfort. Till she is a little more reconciled, she stays not to trouble her too soon, nor more than is needful, with repetitions of condolence. When over, you'll let me hear from you, or whenever you'll think me capable of serving either my sister or you. I beg, dear children, you'll believe me a kind and tender friend to you both. My heart aches for you. I have your interest at heart equal with my own. Your father's merits will always make you dear to me. I have only yourselves to be anxious for—God direct you in the hazardous age you are now in! My sister Patty will write to you next post. I wait with impatience to have a letter from you. My dear child, ever yours,
“ TERESA BLOUNT. “ November the 10th, 1739.”
There is heart in this letter. Teresa's nephew, to whom it is addressed, was then in his twentieth year, and the brother whose loss she deplores, died at the age of forty-six. Her mother lived to the age of eighty, and died March 31, 1743.
END OF VOLUME I.
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