Livy dear, only a line to say we finished the eighth performance t for this week in Brooklyn Academy of Music at 10 this evening, & then came over the Bridge & home. Tired to death, & hungry. Disposed of two great chops, 3 eggs, fried potatoes, & a bottle of ale. I eat a big breakfast every m◊orning & a big supper every night, & am growing fat. We got up at 6 this morning, & have talked to two huge houses in Brooklyn today. Mr. Beecher & the Sages were there tonight, & Dean came behind the scenes.

Thank those dear sweet choildren for me, for their welcome letters. I love them & their mother.