have stolen a few hours and
dropped in upon you all—but
am obliged to go to New York
A day sooner than I had anticipated,
so I must postpone my surprise
party until my return—
I rather think I want to see
you and yours about this time—
Almost an hour this side of
Albany is the Center of the
World—I own it—
I am all alone here in the
little dining room enjoying
a nice wood fire—and thinking
how thankful I ought to be to
have travelled and returned
with my family all well—
The statue of “sleep” looks
exquisitely—I long for a new
house that I may place it in
permanently and suitably—
Its dry work writing when I
am so anxious to see you—
But I hope it won’t be too