
          shortly after I left Paris to which I
only returned a fortnight since a day
or two after my arrival as I was sitting
in the parlour my wife who had been 
examining a trunk of books [we?] had left
in Paris came into the room with some
letters in her hand & asked what can
these be, on examining them I found
to my deep mortification & regret that
they were letters from you to my brother
& to Dr. Devan. The letter to Copley
I immediately sent him but on inquiring 
on Welles for the Dr. was 
informed that he had some time
since sailed for America. I write
        