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Senator Daniel Webster to Richard M. Blatchford, July 21, 1850

July 21, 1850. Sunday, one o'clock.

MY DEAR SIR,—My brain has been in such a whirl for a week, that I have hardly been composed enough to write any body. I am well, and that is about all I can say of myself, except that I sometimes feel that I have done a very foolish thing. A hot and anxious summer is before me; I dread its heat and its fatigue, and I shrink from its responsible duties. Indeed, indeed, my dear Sir, to give up home and rest for such a prospect of things, is bad enough. But I must try to go through it.

Pray let me hear from you.

Yours,
DAN'L WEBSTER.

SOURCE: Fletcher Webster, Editor, The Private Correspondence of Daniel Webster, Vol. 2, p. 378

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