him judiciously. I trust your father finds the change beneficial?
I am, my dear sir, with great respect, etc.


II.

EDWARD DELANEY TO JOHN FLEMMING, WEST 38TH STREET,
NEW YORK.

August 9, 1872.

My Dear Jack: I had a line from Dillon this morning, and was
rejoiced to learn that your hurt is not so bad as reported. Like a
certain personage, you are not so black and blue as you are
painted. Dillon will put you on your pins again in two to three
weeks, if you will only have patience and follow his counsels. Did
you get my note of last Wednesday? I was greatly troubled when I
heard of the accident.

I can imagine how tranquil and saintly you are with your leg in a
trough! It is deuced awkward, to be sure, just as we had promised
ourselves a glorious month together at the sea-side; but we must
make the best of it. It is unfortunate, too, that my father's
health renders it impossible for me to leave him. I think he has
much improved; the sea air is his native element; but he still
needs my arm to lean upon in his walks, and requires some one more
careful that a servant to look after him. I cannot come to you,
dear Jack, but I have hours of unemployed time on hand, and I will
write you a whole post-office full of letters, if that will divert
you. Heaven knows, I haven't anything to write about. It isn't as