that there is with those who marry young. If he feels it so much what must it be for those who[se] hearts are bound up with each other. I feel love if you were to be taken from me I could not long survive you. Life without you would have no happiness for me. It is wrong thus to make an idol of any of the blessings God gives us. I trust he will forgive me for it. I often fear that we think too much of each other and forget God who has blessed us by making us one. I told you in my letter last night that we had received letters from home. My uncle writes to Papa that he has lost his only son, a boy of fourteen. He died on the 11th of January. Little did he think at the time he wrote that this was also a house of mourning. It is a sad bereavement. They seem in great distress. I am surprised we have not heard from my uncle Edward's family but most likely the letters may have gone by some other vessel. Mrs Lupton had a letter from my cousin,