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Text for Page 166 [08-29-1851]

              29. Friday. Had completed a drawing for map title for Mr Hart when
Joe came, with a letter from Boutcher, and the intelligence that Mrs
Richardson was dead: � of congestion of the brain.   The noon of Wednesday had
been her last. � [words crossed out]    		 Joe came to bid me to
the funeral, and at 2 1/2 I went.   Entering the room, where but six days ago
I had seen her, in to all appearance, in health and strength, and bidden her
good morrow as went; there I found assembled Mr Johns (hastily summoned
from Williamsburgh,) Mrs Holt and her husband, and some five or six others,
acquaintances.     The large unframed pictures were against the wall, the furni-
ture of the room a little disarranged, the tall shutters partially closed, and
athwart the hearth, where she was want to sit, on its support was the coffined
body.     We sit, and talk in subdued voice awhile, and I learnt the sad
detail of the event.     Richardson had been sick, she had worried herself about
it; � had risen early to procure somewhat for him; had lain down subsequently,
had complained of the bed; ere long a fit ensued, of duration, and violence.
Mrs Holt had been sent for, � she was not recognized � and at last, [word crossed out]
[word crossed out], she had recognized her husband, and so, quietly died. / More 
persons
arrive, and anon I with Mr Johns, grave enough both, find ourselves in the
adjoining room, and presently [word crossed out] Richardson came in. [words crossed 
out]
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[words crossed out]. He moved about, shook hands very earnestly, and
said that he was the cause, that �twas her anxiety had produced the apoplexy.
The poor little spaniel lay on a tumbled bed, thrust in a corner, puzzled and
mournful I thought.   And the golden sunlight shone in on all.     I saw
her face in the coffin; � �twas sadly changed, and a horrible hard blue,
with more horrible smell denoted the rapid progress of decomposition. / And               
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