by no means sure that you were still among the living and to be assured of the certainty of that fact made me feel really glad. I immediately concluded to reciprocate the happiness by sending you a memento that I also was living still, and that I have no notion of dying yet a while, and I will add that my health was never better in my life than it is at present, and that my heart is as young and as loving as ever. I can still even entertain my company with fun as jocund as when we were at the Graham House. Another item of news in your letter made me feel happy. You mentioned that among some of my other old friends that John Curtis was well, I had the most positive assurance that last summer from a Temperance lecturer named Welch, who claimed to be from Boston and acquainted with Curtis, that John was dead and buried. My heart was schrouded [sic] in mourning for days after being thus informed or rather, as I hope, misinformed, for it must not be mistaken what you wrote. When I learned from your letter that Curtis was well, it appeared to me like his resurrection from the dead. If the good fellow is still living congratulate him that he that is not yet dead - You know I presume that our old dear friend Cleveland is gone, , I send you the Herald of this place in which you may read an account of a "Mrs. Richardson" who lectured here a few weeks since. We were both "billed" at the same time, to lecture � she on one enemy and I on the following one. Only think of it! On coming to present herself before the public, well knowing that I was here. I sat directly in front of her on the front seat. I never caught her