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were present, that they had never heard him preach 

 with greater fervor or freedom. 



FROM HIS DAUGHTER HARRIET (MRS. W. E. 

 HASKELL.) 



TOTNESS, July 1 8, 1849. 



" I hope to be in Charleston, with the children, to 

 meet you on your arrival. * * 



My baby, with her winsome ways, is very sweet. 

 Maria, her colored nurse, is to be a bride to-night. 

 The washroom has been thoroughly prepared the 

 walls whitened and dressed with evergreens. Writ- 

 ten invitations have been sent out a fortnight since, 

 and all the servants have a most knowing look. I 

 shall leave this interesting subject, and tell you of 

 the exploits of your grandson, John Bachmari 

 (Haskell). * * * * 



One Sunday afternoon he made his first appear- 

 ance at Church. We took him to Grace Church, his 

 half-sisters declaring that the stained glass would 

 amuse him and keep him quiet. Alas ! as soon as 

 the responses began, he joined in, and, ere long, the 

 spirit of fun possessed him. As I turned to check 

 him he rose in his seat, snatched up his father's hat, 

 cocked it on one side of his head, and imitating his 

 voice, called out : " Ben, saddle my mare" Poor fellow, 

 he was punished by not being allowed to go to 

 church yesterday, and he seemed very much 

 ashamed of himself. 



You say, father, that my boy may live to be a 

 great man God grant that he may be a good one! 

 My first-born, how my heart would bleed to find 

 him guilty of any low or mean action." * * * 



H. E. H. 



