We heard a good deal of you from Mr.
Fields, though he came to us only once.

With him came Mr.Longfellow, the poet's brother, who is at present in Paris--I mean the brother, not the poet.

Robert's love, may I say?
Wiedeman has struck up two friendships: one, with the small daughter of our concierge and one with a little Russian princess, a month younger than himself.

He calls them both 'boys,' having no idea yet of the less sublime sex, but he likes the plebeian best.

May God make you happy on this and other seasons! Love your affectionate and grateful BA.
* * * * * _To Mrs.Martin_ [Paris,] 138 Avenue des Champs-Elysees: January 17, [1852].
My dearest Mrs.Martin,--If you think I have not written to you, you must be (as you are) the most lenient of friends, not to give me up for ever.