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to glory ! I am rather displeased with Mr. Johnes, 

 for not reprobating- that mischievous absurdity; and 

 he never produces a sentiment or makes a remark 

 on the occasion. 



I am, my dear Friend, yours sincerely, 



Andrew Caldwell. 



This letter, written under the pressure of illness 

 and dejection of spirits, was the concluding one of 

 a correspondence which for many years afforded 

 considerable enjoyment to both parties, and pre- 

 sents a lively image of the conversation and tem- 

 per of the amiable writer. He died very soon after 

 the date of the above. 



