ABSTRACT
Dear Charles, The intelligence I have now the happiness to communicate is such as a ords
a delight beyond all my powers of expression. My amiable, my beloved Eliza, has presented me with another son, beautiful as a cherub. She was delivered about two hours ago, and both mother and child are in a fair way to do well. – As well as can be expected, is the answer I have heard nurse give to half a dozen messages since the happy event; so, of course, I must be right in repeating the same. In all probability, my friend, you will one day experience, upon a similar occasion, feelings similar to mine at this moment. You will then be able to account for my being too much overcome by joy and gratitude to be capable of adding/ more than my best wishes to Mrs. Montgomery, to whom deliver the enclosed from her friend.
