Hartford September 10th 1823
How mysterious are the ways of providence, &
truly,how past finding out,How o'erspread with clouds & dark
-ness, must this day be to thee, my endeared Charity,And oh!
how inexerable thy loss;few,very few,meet with so great a loss,
for there are very few such men as was thy dear husband.
How strange to us,shortsighted mortals, that one whose life
was so valuable,& whose Character was so much esteemed,so
much beloved & admired,should be cut off, as it were, in the
midst of his days,& removed to the eternal world- Yet know-
ing as we do, that all things are ordered in wisdom,& that what-
ever is, is right, we must hold our peace,& and remember that altho
clouds & darkness are round about us, yet there are many pre-
cious consolations, that our loss is his gain,we have no
reason to doubt-- Now chearing the thought,my beloved friend,
that while we mourn his departure from our presence, he is en
-joying the happiness of heaven in mansions of bliss where all
pain,sorrow,& affliction are wiped away forever,& forever.
We were much shocked on monday evening in look-
ing over the Obituary notices in one of our papers,to find that
of our dearest friend T.R. among the number- but as there was a
similar report in circulation about a year since which proved
to be incorrect, we could not but hope this might be so- we re
-mained in this state of suspense untill Tuesday evening,when