Moreover,
George has provided himself with a quantity of tracts, and he and the
children have kept up a regular discharge at all the wayfaring people
we encountered. I tell him he is _peppering_ the land with moral
influence.
"We are all well; all in good spirits. Just let me give you a peep
into our traveling household. Behold us, then, in the front parlor of
this country inn, all as much at home as if we were in Boston. Father
is sitting opposite to me at this table, reading; Kate is writing a
billet-doux to Mary on a sheet like this; Thomas is opposite, writing
in a little journal that he keeps; Sister Bell, too, has her little
record; George is waiting for a seat that he may produce his paper and
write. As for me, among the multitude of my present friends, my heart
still makes occasional visits to absent ones,--visits full of
pleasure, and full of cause of gratitude to Him who gives us friends.
I have thought of you often to-day, my G. We stopped this noon at a
substantial Pennsylvania tavern, and among the flowers in the garden
was a late monthly honeysuckle like the one at North Guilford. I made
a spring for it, but George secured the finest bunch, which he wore in
his buttonhole the rest of the noon.
"This afternoon, as we were traveling, we struck up and sang
'Jubilee.' It put me in mind of the time when we used to ride along
the rough North Guilford roads and make the air vocal as we went
along.
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