It is no light thing to quit a father's home, and I have my misgivings how far I am a wise adviser in recommending it.

There is, however, a present peril, and I must try, if I can, to save you from it.

Perhaps, in my old-world notions, I attach to the thought of the stage ideas that you would only smile at; but none of our race, so far as I know, fell to that condition--nor must you while I have a roof to shelter you.

If you would write and say about what time I might expect you, I will try to meet you on your landing in England at Dover.

Kate sends you her warmest love, and longs to see you.' This was the whole of it.