ET. 27.] TO MRS. TORREY. 79 
letters, in which I set down everything that happens 
from morning to night, will prove very tiresome to you; 
but I have nothing else to write about. I am anxious 
to get through, when [ will return as fast as steam- 
boats and railroads will carry me. 
Ann Arpor, August 20. 
I snatch the few moments that are left me ere the 
arrival of the stage that is to take me to Detroit to 
complete my journal. I broke off, I think, late on 
Thursday evening. On Friday I kept close to my 
room until I had finished my letter to Chancellor Farns- 
worth. I sallied out about 4 P.M., showed my letter 
to Whipple, who approved it altogether and insisted 
upon our calling on the governor and showing it to 
him, in order that he might drive the committee a lit- 
tle, if it should be necessary. The servant told us his 
Excellency was not at home, but Whipple insisted 
upon his looking into his private room, before he was 
too confident. And there sure enough we found him. 
Mason will be down erelong to take a wife. With 
his approval, the letter was sent round to the chan- 
cellor. Whipple, Pitcher, Houghton, and myself 
spent the evening at the chancellor’s residence, a very 
pretty place. Mrs. Farnsworth is very ladylike and 
agreeable. Both the chancellor and his lady are from 
Vermont, and are more than usually intelligent. In 
the morning I started alone for Ann Arbor, — thirty 
miles by railroad, and ten (the road not being com- 
pleted) by stagecoach. I left Detroit at nine A. M. 
(after going to the post office and being much disap- 
pointed and grieved to find no letter, — please tell the 
doctor so), and reached this place about noon. The 
location is really delightful, and in a very few years it 
