The Atlantic (1892)
“ Manchester, 28 January, 1848. Dear Henry,—One roll of letters has gone to-day to Concord and to New York, and perhaps I shall still have time to get this into the leathern bag before it is carted to the wharf. I have to thank you for your letter, which was a true refreshment. Let who or what pass, there stands the dear Henry,—if indeed anybody had a right to call him so,—erect, serene, and undeceivable. So let it ever be! ”
