Governor is getting along splendidly; and I am not much amiss; at least so they say.

The weather is pretty stinging these few days, and I find father's old cloak very useful.

I think Winthrop wants something of the sort, though he is as stiff as a pine tree, bodily and mentally, and won't own that he wants any thing.

He won't want any thing long, that he can get.

He is working _confoundedly_ hard.