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my Mother to my recollection.—My heart ached with the remembrance of infirmities, that made her closing years of life so sore a trial to her.
I was concerned to think, that our family differences have been one source of disquiet to her. I am sensible, that this last we are apt to exaggerate after a person's death—and surely, in the main, there was considerable harmony among the members of our little family—still I was concerned to think, that we ever gave her gentle spirit disquiet.
I thought on years back—on all my parents' friends—the H———s, the F———s, on D———, S———, andon
