melancholy a young man who was in the building at the time it fell, lost his life.  This is the second woolen manufactory which which [sic] has been destroyed in Poultney by a freshet.  Considerable damage has been sustained in Castleton and the roads everywhere have been impaired. --- A young man belonging to Goshen was drowned in this town a short time since, in attempting to bathe.  From a late communication from Dr. Conant we learn that his health is still on the decline.  But he speaks of a very happy frame of mind - desires his friends to indulge no anxiety about him - says his evidences brighten as he approaches nearer the confines of the grave - that he <u>does feel</u> a joy and peace in believing, which nothing earthly can give and that he feels prepared to live or to die as his Maker pleases."  This intelligence is very consolatory to his friends in this place.  The most of his days have been veiled in darkness.  Our hope through the closing scenes of his life, he may enjoy divine illuminations from the healing beams of the Sun of Righteousness.  Prof. Hough of Mid. College supplied Con. Church in the town today, and has done some time past.  I am told he has engaged to supply the desk untill they can obtain an other man.

Tuesday morning Aug. 15,  The heat has been very oppressive during the night.  I obtained but little sleep, and was very restless.  In my wakeful hours I thought much of you, my dear companion.  A lonely, desolate feeling, not easily described pervaded my mind.  I thought of the happy hours we had passed together in L_ and of their speedy flight.  I thought of the anguish which pierced my bosom when we parted, and the many trails through which I had passed, and many you also, have doubtless experienced since that period, in which we could not be mutual <s>shar</s> sharers.  What would I not have relinquished for one hours sweet <s>conversacion</s> conversation with you.  My heart panted for the society of the partner of my life: and I was often ready to exclaim, will the blissful hour of his return ever arrive?  But these, my dear, were gloomy feelings. I felt that it was wrong to indulge them, that it savoured too much of a murmering disposition, and that I had no cause of complaint.  Had it then, been in my power to have fixed the hour of your return, I would not have hastened the period you have appointed, a single day.  Then why not wait patiently and quietly?  <s>Sirley</s> Surely; why not feel that submission the gospel requires?  These feelings were not the cause of my wakefulness.  Ill health, and the heat of the night made me as wakeful, and being wakeful and restless under existing circumstances, made me gloomy.  This morning I feel quite cheerful.  I hope not to be visited with a relapse very soon.  I believe I am not guilty of the violation of the law which prohibits my writing when I am low spirited.  I think you never told me I must not tell you that I had been so, and now my dear, good morning.  
May health and peace be yours.

Sally