142 John Bachman. 



sitting in my study, with your tlirce large Books of 

 Engravings near me, while I am writing. 1 sup- 

 pose that I shall not be allowed to go out for a 

 couple of days ; I am a little salivated, and what is 

 singular enough, I have lost all my lameness. Hith- 

 erto I had been obliged to limp and use a cane, and 

 now I walk without one, and feel no pain. So you 

 may set it down that Cholera cures Rheumatism. 

 But I have talked enough about myself. * * 

 Let me once more urge you not to come to Charles- 

 ton before you are bidden ; sister Maria, who is at my 

 elbow, adds "before you are welcome,'^ so you see you 

 might stand some chai:ice — and John too, of being- 

 turned out of doors. I have taken a great fancy to 

 Edward Harris,* could you not bring him with you, 

 and let him join our old fashioned party? What a 

 treat ! Please inform me what has been his success 

 with the Curassow birds ? My Pheasants had several 

 fine young ones, that could fly to the top of the 

 fence. When I was sick, alas! they suffered the 

 dogs to kill them. The Cormorants are in fine 

 ord'er. ^ * - - - ^- 



J. B. 



September 30th. 



We hope soon to have it in our power to remove 

 the embargo, and the old ship and tight little 

 schooner mav sail boldly into port, without lying 

 at Quarantine. In other words, you and young 

 John may, ere long, come and feast your appetites 

 on specimens of tough beefsteaks, dry rice and 

 hominy. I think I see you coming from town as 

 hungry as hunters. "Bless my soul," say you, "I 

 am almost starved to death," and the beefsteak like 



*Edward Harris, Esq., Morristown, N. J. 



