The true hospitality of your manly-hearted father; the kind welcome to a stranger, given so cordially by your gentle, good mother; and your own graceful courtesy, toward one in whom you had no personal interest, charmed--nay, touched me with a sense of gratitude.

To forget all this would be to change my nature.

Nor can I shut out the image of Aunt Grace, so reserved but lady-like in her deportment; yet close in observation and quick to read character.

I fear I did not make a good impression on her--but she may know me better one of these days.

Make to her my very sincere regards.
"And now, what more shall I say?
A first letter to a young lady is usually a thing of shreds and patches, made up of sentences that might come in almost any other connection; and mine is no exception to the rule.