I fretted all the evening and if it had not been for Ellen Paul I would have been much worse. She did all she could to amuse me and prevent me thinking to make me still more dull. We received letters from home, one of which was addressed to poor Mama. I cannot tell you how delighted I was to receive your letter this morning. It cheered me up so much, however there was some things in it which I did not like and as I have the toothache and feel in an exceedingly bad humour and inclined to be cross with some one I shall give my Donald a scold. In the first place you accuse me of not having answered Dr Sinclair's letter without knowing whether I have done so or not. Now seeing that I wrote to him sometime ago you lecture on neglect was quite unnecessary. Perhaps I was to blame in not