Thursday evening October 9th 1851 Your things by the 'Phoebe' have come. They were to be sent up today. I send two letters Papa got for you. I shall send also your brush which I was so stupid as to forget. My dearest Donald Although I wrote you a long letter only on Monday I must write you a few lines this evening as it was this day six weeks that I became your wife and happy weeks they have been to me. Indeed they were the happiest I ever spent in my life. I can scarcely yet believe that it is reality that nothing but death can part us. It seems to be too much happiness for me. I trust however that I shall always be grateful to that God who has blessed me so much and I hope my own dear husband that we may never