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were present, that they had never heard him preach 

 witli greater fervor or freedom. 



Fro>[ his Daughter Harriet (Mrs. W. E. 

 Haskell.) 



ToTNESS, July 18, 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. 

 I'he 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 Bach man 

 (Haskell). * * ^^^ ^- 



One Sunday afternoon he made his tirst 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 clieck 

 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 riiare." Poor fellow, 

 he was punished by not being allowed to go to 

 church yesterday, and he seemed very much 

 ashamed of himself. 



You sa}^, 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. 



