dy Head off for Quebec, or to stop a night in Portland and see you, both of which I much regretted.
Since our nominal return to Boston, which was necessary to keep other engagements, we have been little at home.
We made a visit directly to our kinsfolk in Berkshire,
Hon. B. R. Curtis and his family. which had been promised three successive years; then we went to New York to buy carpets, missing Cogswell, or, as he pretends, avoiding him by a day; then we went to some friends on the North River; and now we are just come back from Savage's,
Mr. James Savage's country-place at Lunenburg, in the northern part of Massachusetts. where we have been due since 1855.
Of course the few intervening days at home have been busy enough.
The practical result, however, of the whole is, that we have had an uncommonly pleasant summer,—generally a gay one for old folks,—and that we are now in excellent health, gathered comfortably to our own hearthstone, with good pluck to encounter a New En