if the Lord will, be in N.Y. on the 7 or 8th of June  Sooner than this, I cannot possibly be prepared for so long a journey.  I shall write you again from N.Y. and some one <s>from</s> in Newbern also.  May I not hope to receive an answer to this while in N.Y. I design to make a short stay at N.Y. If I cannot get a passage either to Newbern, or <s>New Y</s> Norfolk, I shall proceed by way of Batimore[sic.].  I wish very much to visit Br. Jonathan before I leave.  He is now sick with <s>an affliction of th</s> a sympathetic affliction of the lungs, which is supposed to proceed from the liver.  He is not wholly confined, but is entirely unable to preach.  He and sister A. have again been called to taste of the cup of affliction. On the 24 of March, it pleased God to remove their youngest son to the world of Spirits.  The poor little creatures sickness was long and painful.  Br J. says in relation to it, in a letter I received from him soon after, "It was our long to view the outstretched hand or our Father and in painful suspense to <u>dread</u> and at length to <u>wish</u> its descent.  When day after day and week after week the fond parental heart, with every rising sun desires and hopes that this shall be the last which shall dawn upon the eyes of his child, and is more than willing that every succeeding spasm will close the scene of mortal suffering, we forget our own loss, or gladly endure it, that the agonizing sufferer may be relieved.

You have sadly disappointed both your friends and mine, I am myself a <u>little</u> disappointed.  When I think of taking so long a journey alone and the difficulties which I must encounter on the way My courage almost fails me.  Perhaps I may get on more smothly [sic] than I expect  The Lord I trust will be my strength and Protector. 

Yours affectionably

S. M. Wait