wearying as I hope soon to have my darling husband home again. It is eleven months today since we were married. I always think when the 28th of the month comes of our happy wedding day. It was to me the happiest in my life. I trust my darling, if we are spared, to pass eleven years together we may at the end of that time feel the same love for each other that we feel today. I did not go out today as Mrs Kirton spent the forenoon with me. She told me that poor Papa has been telling her to scold me for taking such long walks as he is afraid I will do myself harm. He said he did not care about the baby but he was very anxious about me. Poor Mrs Stokes is still living but her death is expected every moment. She seems quite insensible. I think I told you that I went to see her on Monday morning. I have not gone since as I can do no good to her and may do myself much harm as it is so painful to my feelings to