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Letter from Julia Hyde to Millicent W. Goodale, 1844 March 29

Letter from Julia Hyde to Millicent W. Goodale, 1844 March 29
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Middlefield, March 29, 1844. My dear Mrs. Goodale

Long, long months have passed since I have received any other tidings from you than the mention in a letter from Elizabeth that she had seen you - and I know not but I may be presuming too much on your kindness in supposing that a letter from me will be welcomed by you. But since I cannot forget the affectionate interest you have shown towards me in other years and since the remembrance of dear Lucy's mother is very pleasant to me still. I feel an inclination once more to remind you of my existence. And there is something in the very air of such a day as this which strengthens the desire I have cherished of holding intercourse with you once more - the bright sea and spring like feeling wakens the memories of the departed, and remind me of those beloved ones, whom now I meet no more.

You will perceive by the date (what you have probably known I had anticipation) - that a change had come over me , a change of place and of state, but not, so far as I can learn from the experience of nearly three weeks, a change of character. I would indeed that I might find some change


in this last respect - that I might be more clothed with humility, more adorned with the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, more filled with the spirit and temper of the Lord Jesus, but I cannot perceive that I am yet anything bu the same Julia that ever I have been. I cannot realize it yet - that I am no longer an inmate of my father's house- I seem rather to myself as on a visit away from home.

It will be three weeks next Tuesday since I came here. I have not yet visited "home," but am hoping to do so tomorrow. The season of the year and the state of the travelling have not been such as to allow very migratory habits - on these mountains else I should very probably have gone sooner. Neither have I seen any friend from home except Thomas who came over and made a visit some days since. I went last week to see a new father and mother who live twelve or thirteen miles on the other side of us, in Chesterfield. And with excellent and affectionate parents so near on each side, Mr. Clark and I feel that we ought to be very contented and grateful. Becket is about eight miles from us- that is farther; the two towns are contiguous.

I left the dear people at home in the enjoyment of their usual health. Mother has been more feeble during a part of the winter than at any time since she came to Becket but she is still very much better than in the latter years of her residence in Wayland. Father is becoming an old man, faster doubtless than would be the case if he spared himself from the toils which a pastor finds to p pressing upon him. And when I mention


over the other members of our household it seems verily to be that "The remnant that is left," of what we once were. Adeline, Thomas, and Sarah, are all - they are at home this spring. Thomas had been away during the winter, attending school. Addy dear, is much the same that you have seen. Sarah you can scarcely {?} she is now ten years old, and is just passing into that transition state which separates the child and play thing, from the young lady. She had ever been peculiarly attached to me, and when I came away it seemed like the unintelligible severing of a right hand - she was overwhelmed with grief. But I trust that she will not always be thus inconsolable - and I am promising myself the pleasure of her society in this new home, when the spring is more advanced.

I should like to give you a glance at my habitation, {wax mark} you might know how to think of me, if even you feel disposed so to do - but this I fear would be more than my feeble descriptive powers can perform. Suffice it then to say that this is a "city set on a hill," and consequently possessed all the advantages of a location where we may both see and be seen. The parsonage is a pleasant mansion -- and sufficiently spacious to accommodate all my friends who will come to see me. Moreover I am happy in it thus far. The people of the place are a mountain people, plain, and kind, and good. Of course I am not yet very thoroughly acquainted with them.

How are your dear children? May is ere this doubled a young lady in stature. I hope in character and {acquirements?} also. I wish she would be persuaded to write to me. She cannot have any fears of severe criticism, if she considered how I write letters. And


Harriet - who, I suppose has quite forgotten me, I often remember as the dear little {prattler?} of four, five, six, years ago. May they both be showered in the richest blessings our Heavenly Father gives {?} the "true wisdom". Love to them from me. And accept, my dear madam, the assurance that I am, as in days past, one who loved to remember Lucy - and who is still sincerely and affectionately yours. Julia H.C.


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Middlefield MA Paid 12 1/2 March 30

Mrs. Millicent W. Goodale Marlborough Mass.

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