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154 LETTERS.
about you and yours: we have hitherto done this most in-
defatigably. It is an inexhaustible well. Our mother’s
thoughts are stalking about everywhere, building castles
in the air here and there. “ L’étoffe a pris son pli.”
We are busy setting up our little dumb pensioner. It
is not yet decided where to dispose of him.
. I must now finish, dear Charlotte, because I have both
headache and heart-ache. Thank God, you have such beau-
tiful weather for travelling! Our mother’s best love to you
and to your husband, in which Hedda joins. It is pleasant
here and quiet; nevertheless, I am peevish, and could
make sour faces at ; but, after all, that would be silly.
Farewell, my dear Charlotte! Half of my heart, fare-
well! Your
FREDRIQUE.
Ast, 30th November, 1830.
What a delightful little letter you wrote to me from
Djula. We had just finished our tea and our potatoes
when it arrived. In fact, I had already gone to bed,
fatigued and tired of the world. Your letter was brought
to me; my mother and sisters all assembled round my
bedside. I read it aloud; but when I came to where
you say, “—— has few who can be compared with him; I
am happy!” I could read no more. I wept for joy, and
sympathetic tears stood in the eyes of the smiling listeners.
Also in August’s eyes tears were seen to tremble, when the
following evening this passage was read to him. ‘You see,
my dearest Charlotte, how beloved you are by all! Re-
member, my dear sister, that when you are happy, you
thereby add to the happiness of others. I wrote my first
letter to you under very melancholy feelings. May
pardon my lamentations and my doubts. I sincerely be-
lieve that, with a husband like him, it depends only upon
yourself to be happy, and therefore I ought to be tran-
quil. The description of your journey hitherto sounds
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