Cambridge Jany 31st 1819

 

My dear mamma,

 

No event has lattely occurred which gave me more pleasure, than the reciept of your letter.  You write too, as if you were in fine health & spirits.  I hope you may long continue so.

If Dr. Kirkland should state to you any of my failings let me know what they are.  But really my dear mother I do not think I have much propensity to idleness and dissappation.  I have no idea that I shall sleep or drink my days away.   The rocks on which I am in the greatest danger of splitting a disposition to aim too high, or at - too much.  It was this that ruined my grreat father in dispersing his mighty powers.  I hope, however to profit by his example.

            I was glad to find from your letter that everything is going so well in Va.  Though I have not quite the curiosity of a girl, I must confess that I would like to know what two relations those are, concer- (Page 2) ing whom, I must (the rest of the sentence is unreadable).

I have spent the vacation so far ( & only a fortnight of it remains) very pleasantly if not altogether unprofitably.  I generally spend the first four or five days of the week in Cambridge, & read history & study French until I get tired, & then go to Boston, where Mr. Lyman=s is my home, & visit my kind & polite friends & acquaintances.

You may tell Ann, that the fame of my vocal power is so great in Boston, that it is with the greatest difficulty I can resist - the repeated solicitations of the ladies, who are anxious to feel their effect.  And a few evenings since at a tea party I was pressed to sing, that  had not the lovely Miss Lyman interposed in my behalf I suppose I should have been forced to gratify the fair ladies.

I want to get home so much, that it seems, when I once more set my foot on Va=s soil, I shall takenot  it off again.

Give my love to Ann, S. & R. & her brother=s dear little sister.  I shall soon see them, to stay with them forever, and my dear mother when I get home, I intend that you shall have no trouble about anything.

(Page 3) John Lloyd heard yesterday of the death of his mother.  He bears it as well as an affectionate son could.  But these are calamities, to which we are all exposed.  Heaven sends them.

Give my love to all my relations & friends, & know that I

remain dear mamma,

 

Your affectionate son

 

C. C. Lee

 

Address on envelope:

 

Cambridge Ms

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To

Mrs Ann H. Lee

Alexandria

D. C.