Sing.Sing. Saturday. August. 7.th. 1841. Clear, warm, but pleasant day. I was all day engaged in sewing on my shirts. Garret, came up in the afternoon, I met him at the gate, he was loaded with good things for each one of us. Oranges, melons, prunes, a doll for Sis, guns for the boys. books for me, letters, newspapers, shoes, buttons, and clean clothes. We were delighted to see him, at least I was sincere in my welcome. He says he has had a fatiguing week and laid all our carpets himself my letters were from Catharine at [Tr___hold]; and Maria from New York. She tells me David 9Julia’s younger brother] has returned home.