
          O my dearest Sir, why is it so difficult for [crossed out: one]
 a poor man, to obtain justice from Your laws
 in Your beautifull [beautiful] country, in pursuance of 
 villains? A heartless deceiver under false 
 fraudulante [fraudulent] pretences has robbed me my little
 property, the rest of all that's mine and so 
 I am undone! 


 Under such circumstances I must to my deepest
 smart at present entirely absist to collect natural 
 objects and, helpless, strange, without one friend
 in the world, I have implored Your kindness in 
 my added letter, if You perhaps could find
 for my employment as chemist or apothecary by
 Your great connexions [connections] and acquaintances. 


 Might You be assured, that a long and diligent
 life has made me capable, to work with
 success in this branches and that You would
 recommend no an unworthy, nor oblidge [oblige] an ingratefull [ungrateful] 
 man. 


 In the joyfull [joyful] hope to get Your generous
 protection and help in my greatest trouble, I 
 finish, once more begging for Your inclined
 excusation and remain with highest respect. 


 Your


 thankfullest devotedst [devotedest]
 servant
 Charles Bogenhard.
 Pharmacien. 
 Addr. [Address]: German Apothecary's shop by
 Dr. Bucholz & Bogenhard. 
 W. [West] Corner Stagg & Graham Avenue. 


 Williamsbourgh [Williamsburg] near N. [New] York


 17. Aug. [August] 1852.

        