My hopes now began to revive again; I began to think that if I could be at the sale, my daughter, though a grown up girl might possibly not bring over six or seven hundred dollars.

In that case, I might perhaps get six or twelve months time, and get some friend in Baltimore to help me, as had been the case with my son.

The sale was postponed for six months longer, and finally occurred, Jan.

1, 1858.
The money panic, of 1857, had partially destroyed my hopes of doing anything to relieve my daughter;--But I had secured the promise of a kind friend in Baltimore, to go to Fredericksburg with me, and if he liked the appearance of the boys, to buy one or both of them.

But in this I was disappointed; for on the day of sale this gentleman was confined to his house by sickness.