Nathaniel Farley (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
burdenedbyfamily) wrote2011-12-17 01:46 pm
burdenedbyfamily) wrote2011-12-17 01:46 pm
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My dearest friend,
I cannot begin to convey how happy I was to receive your letter. It does my nerves some small favour to know you are alive and unharmed. However, I shall worry for you every day. I suppose nothing has changed in that regard. I used to pray, I will have you know, that you would quit the service and retire to civilian practice. My father has made it clear time and time again that he can and happily will finance you as my family's private physician, should that idea be to your liking. I would beg you to accept his offer if I thought even my pleas would move you now where they have not in the past. Consider it again, please. If you will not do it for yourself, for your safety, at least view the issue in light of me and dear Rebecca.
As to Rebecca, I am pleased to convey that her spirits remain high. She misses you, as do I, but she shows no signs of melancholy. Her strength comes and goes, as you said it would. Some days, she can spend an hour wandering the bookshop. On others, she can barely get out of bed. I try to see her up for at least a short while every day. when she dose not feel well enough to stand for long, I make her comfortable in the sun and open air. I know you can do nothing for her physically, but your presence lifts her mood, at the least, and makes her happy. Her sullenness has all but completely left her. She wishes you always present, and I cannot disagree with her. I dear she will not last much longer; I hope you shall rejoin us before that day, as I should not like to bear it without you.
I shall say little as to your present circumstance. I am entirely sure that Mister Miles, who brought your letter to me and agreed to stay the night so I might write back to you, will read this. (A very rude habit, Mister Miles, even if I understand that it is necessary.) No doubt he will withhold my writing if I overstep. Only know I hope the company you keep now is as honourable and fond of you as you claim. God keep you from harm and deliver you safely back to us.
Please, please continue to write to me. I know you cannot tell me everything, but I implore you to tell me what little I may know. Even if you can only send me a short note to say you are alive and well. Think of me. Know I pray for you. Never doubt that I am ever you attached, affectionate, and devoted
Nathaniel
I cannot begin to convey how happy I was to receive your letter. It does my nerves some small favour to know you are alive and unharmed. However, I shall worry for you every day. I suppose nothing has changed in that regard. I used to pray, I will have you know, that you would quit the service and retire to civilian practice. My father has made it clear time and time again that he can and happily will finance you as my family's private physician, should that idea be to your liking. I would beg you to accept his offer if I thought even my pleas would move you now where they have not in the past. Consider it again, please. If you will not do it for yourself, for your safety, at least view the issue in light of me and dear Rebecca.
As to Rebecca, I am pleased to convey that her spirits remain high. She misses you, as do I, but she shows no signs of melancholy. Her strength comes and goes, as you said it would. Some days, she can spend an hour wandering the bookshop. On others, she can barely get out of bed. I try to see her up for at least a short while every day. when she dose not feel well enough to stand for long, I make her comfortable in the sun and open air. I know you can do nothing for her physically, but your presence lifts her mood, at the least, and makes her happy. Her sullenness has all but completely left her. She wishes you always present, and I cannot disagree with her. I dear she will not last much longer; I hope you shall rejoin us before that day, as I should not like to bear it without you.
I shall say little as to your present circumstance. I am entirely sure that Mister Miles, who brought your letter to me and agreed to stay the night so I might write back to you, will read this. (A very rude habit, Mister Miles, even if I understand that it is necessary.) No doubt he will withhold my writing if I overstep. Only know I hope the company you keep now is as honourable and fond of you as you claim. God keep you from harm and deliver you safely back to us.
Please, please continue to write to me. I know you cannot tell me everything, but I implore you to tell me what little I may know. Even if you can only send me a short note to say you are alive and well. Think of me. Know I pray for you. Never doubt that I am ever you attached, affectionate, and devoted
Nathaniel