A Letter Written on Nov 7, 1847

Newburyport. Sunday eve Nov 7th 1847.

My Dear Cousin.

How do you prosper this cold weather. I want to give you a regular scolding, but know not how to commence, for you write such short letters, I most generally fill my letters full, and you must for time to come when you write to me, do you hear me.

Here I am sitting alone in my parlor this eve for a wonder, my dearest beloved of my heart has gone to Portsmouth where their folks reside, to pass the sabbath, and will return tomorrow, but there is one consolation, I have their miniature, and I can make that do when they are away, you understand, I presume who and what I mean I wish you see the precious one, Oh! that I could see you and tell you all, how happy I would be, I dare not write what I wish to, but hope the time will not be long before we shall see each other, and converse face to face. I have been teasing [?] mother to let me come and spend a week with you as you will not come here, but she thinks I shall make too much work, or something.

What do you expect to do Thanksgiving? I am am invited to a Military Ball, and I think some of going, but am not sure, Leander H. wants me to go, he has learnt me a little about dancing, if I will go, he will carry me to dancing school, and finish learning, untill they have the ball, and I hope I shall go. I am going to perform in a concert this month, and I wish you could be here to go to it, there are eight of us, Dr Weder and six celebrated musicians from out of town, they are splendid singers, three ladies & three gentlemen. I believe they are Swiss or German, this Dr Weder is a German musician, I think you have heard me speak of him when I was there, he is my teacher, he plays on a great many different instruments, I shall play a duet of five pages, he plays the guitar and I on the Piano, and then we play another 14 pages long for the piano together, and then I play a piece alone, and then I shall be through my performance, then the others will do their part. I must pluck up courage before then, I wish you were here, but its of no use to wish, I have wished in vain, and I might as well give it up.

How do you all do. Aunt Caroline Carpenter is here, she has been here nearly a fortnight, I think she is very good company, I have enjoyed her visit much. I like her much better then [sic] I expected, tis true she is rather fussy about some things but not so much as I expected she would be.

Mother has not been very well for a few weeks, she has been troubled with the teeth ache, but she is a little better.

I fear Draper has been reading some of my letters for he wrote in his letter that he heard there was a gentleman named Ham round this way, what a rogue he is. I wish you would burn some of my letters that you know I do not want seen, and you will oblige me much. Do you see S much now days? please write me all you know concerning him, if he waits on any one, and what he is doing[.] Give my love to Esther, and ask her if she received my last letter, I am afraid she has not, because she has not written to me, tell her to write soon.

How does Abby & Horace flourish? remember me to them, tell them to be good children, and mind their manners.

"Dont" you see anything of Lucy yet, it is strange if you have not, I should not think she was very neighborily neighborly, with some one week before last that resembled her very much indeed.

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I have written a little of the soft Italian language for you to translate, I hope you will find not trouble at all.

Well I think I must close this as I feel rather sleepy, dont you think I had better. Please excuse all defects in this letter, and not let any one see but burn it as soon as you read it, tell you[r] mother to write, mother does not know that I am writing. Please answer soon as convenient, and write all news. Love to all, and accept a large share for yourself.

Yours in hast[e] and love.
Caroline.

P.S. Excuse all nonsense also.

C. T. H. L. S. H.

A puzzle for you.