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Williamsburg Oct. 16th 1849
The Summer is past and we are all through
a merciful Providence are brought to view
the sweet but dreary fall, the trees are all being
deprived of their much loved companions.
They are well nigh childless, but they do not
mourn as those without hope, no! their
cheerless limbs, like the afflicted Christian
have the consolation of knowing that they
shall be restored to them again. Merciful Lord
grant that we all may so live and walk in
thy paths, that when our Fall shall have
come that we may not repine at our lot.
But let thy will not ours be done.
I have been visiting much today, some
of my friends having recently returned
from their Summer travel, Being granted
the privilege of once more seeing them
I quickly availed myself of that pleasure.
The town is comparatively busy, every
thing occurs to [spilled ink] spirit
of Industry. I sincerely wish the old
College could [produce or procure?] sufficent