The mode of conveyance by post seems more uncertain than it did formerly—determines me to write the oftener to my children, that the chance may be in favor of their receiving some few of the many letters sent that way—although I am conscious for many sad months past that my letters cant afford them that satisfaction they once did—for where the mind is distress'd the correspondent cant be a pleasing one, but well I know the affectionate sympathy of my beloved children who interest themselves in every thing which concerns their mother— thus confidently assured, she opens her heart to them—immured in a sick chamber for a twelve month past. attening those so near the heart—hoping & dispairing alternately has been my lot— here I am still—fulfiling as nearly as I am able the duty of a parent— I wrote you (I think) some short time ago that my dear H. Bushrod was on the recovery apparently, she was so—but her fevers have returned & she is much more unwell in other respects, yesterday Col. W<2m>n & myself join'd our entreaties with Doctor Lendrum & got her bled, the uncommon bad appearance of the blood, indicated the necessity of this operation—& that it ought to have been done many weeks ago & repeatedly too— this Doctor Lendrum pointed out at the proper periods—but her unfortunate timidity prevented it— greatly do I fear that it may now be too late for the assistance of the lancet—which the Doctor advises strongly should be frequently used—& which I am convinced is the only cure for an approaching consumption, observing at the same time a proper regimen—<mutilated> This dreadful sameness & succeeding ills in our family has almost deprived me of that moderate share of reason which I once injoyed—the event Heaven only knows— our destiny is in the hands of a great & merciful God & in him I trust.

     When is there a probability of my seeing yourself & Nancy, let it be as soon as you can with convenience to yourselves, for my impatience keep pace with my love & the time will seem long 'till I have that happiness— I beg that you or Nancy will write to me often if only one line—for such are my feelings that unless I frequently hear from you & your Brother I seem as friendless & forlorn as I can possibly do— Col. Washington is extremely fond & attentive to me & would I know be delighted to keep me with him always—but I am exceedingly anxious to be at home— I seem more peaceful & at ease there than else where—& sure it is I long to be at peace—but I cant leave Haywood— I pray God when I do, it will be with a happier mind than I have at present.

     Mr Richardson I suppose often writes to you— it is not in my power to give you any information in regard to your affairs, indeed I know no more of my own— my sincere love attend My dear Nancy—& that you may both injoy every blessing this world can afford—prays most fervently—my ever dear Child—Your most Affe & lovg Mother