
          Albany. Nov. 13th 1818

Dear friend,

I will write a word or two, but not
with the postage. At 3 o'clock tomorrow morning
I go. You would not scold about my
plants, i you [added: would?] see me compelled to gather
them on the run. You will never be able to
conceive of the press of business, which I am
obliged to attend to.

Dewey is just as persevering and accomplished
as you suggest. Ives is precisely in
character in his management with you.
He is a clever fellow, but is forever beginning
and never does any thing. He intends to do
what he promises; for he is always sincere.
But he never did perform an experiment.

You [mistake?] your interest in not going
with me. But you may have the fruits
of my journey as far as the specimens will confer
it. But I have always expected to have
you com here and select for yourself.

        