And now, dear sister, I must leave this house or the retreating army will make me a prisoner in it by filling up the road I am directed to take.

Our private property must be sacrificed.

you may imagine me the very shadow of my husband.

At this late hour a wagon has been procured, and I have had it filled with plate and the most valuable portable articles, belonging to the house.

It is done... the precious portrait placed in the hands of the gentlemen for safe keeping.

And now, dear sister, I must leave this house or the retreating army will make me a prisoner in it by filling up the road I am directed to take.

It is one of my sources of happiness never to desire a knowledge of other people's business.