WASHINGTON, July 13, 1850.
MY DEAR LYDIA L.—I received your mother's of the 8th this morning. I had
previously received yours of the 6th. We are waiting for the President's
funeral, which is to take place to-morrow, and I suppose on Monday we shall be
at work again.
I am glad you are so well pleased at Avon, and hope you will stay long
enough to profit by it, if it is likely to benefit you. I should like very much
to be at Avon, or somewhere out of this vile heat and dust; but when we are to
get away, is more than I know. I gave your cactus into the care of Eliza, but
kept the rose myself. When I was gone to New York to the dinner, old Nancy,
being lame, &c., let it nearly die: the leaves fell off, and I thought it a
dead rose, sure enough. But I nurtured it as did Count de Charney his Picciola
in the Castle of Fenestrella, and watered it bountifully as little Mary did her
dead geranium, and it is now more beautiful than ever. All the old friends who
linger here, including General Jones of Iowa, send many regards to your mother
and you. I had a letter from Mr. Merrill to-day. I hope your mother and
yourself will enjoy yourselves, and not feel concerned about home.
SOURCE: John R. Dickinson, Editor, Speeches, Correspondence,
Etc., of the Late Daniel S. Dickinson of New York, Vol. 2, p. 445
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