My own dear.

You will have received before this the Electric telegraph message, which I despatched at 9 this morning.—¹ And it will have much comforted you.— After the second of yesterdays letters,² when D^r. G. maintained she was not essentially worse, she began to sleep tranquilly & continued so throughout the whole night, D^r. Gully came at 11^o. 30’ to see her keeping nice & warm with no vomiting, & she took a very little gruel. This morning she is a shade too hot: but the D^r. who was here at 8$\frac{1}{2}$ thinks her going on very well.— You must not suppose her out of great danger.—

She keeps the same; just this minute she opened her mouth quite distinctly for gruel.—& said that is enough.— You would not in the least recognize her with her poor hard, sharp pinched features; I could only bear to look at her by forgetting our former dear Annie. There is nothing in common between the two.— Fanny Henleigh is here most kind of course: she does not think badly of her looks. How truly kind of her coming— Poor Annie has just said “Papa” quite distinctly.— Etty is gone with Hannah³ to London by Cheltenham Coach: (Etty never dreamed of danger to Annie) on Monday she goes with the others to Leith Hill.—⁴ Hensleigh⁵ is here on way to Newport.— I cannot express how it felt to have hopes last night at 11^o. 30’ when D^r Gully came, saw her asleep & said “she is turning the corner”— I then dared picture to myself my own former Annie with her dear affectionate radiant face.— I have got your note. My dear dear Mammy let us hope & be patient over this dreadfull illness.—

Saturday. | 2. oclock. We expect D^r. Gully every minute; but he is fearfully overworked with 88 patients.— Annie has kept just in same tranquil, too tranquil state: she takes a table-spoonful of gruel every hour, & no physic. All trace of fever is now gone. & yet she is not chilly.— She begins to drink a little more this afternoon & I think that is good.— She has no evacuations, but this is hardly wonderful, considering her [illeg] vomiting.— 3 oclock.— the D^r. has been. he says she makes no progress, but no bad symptoms have appeared: but I am disappointed. 4 oclock We have been trying an injection with no success. But she has taken two spoonfuls of tea with evident relish, and no sickness, thank God. I find Fanny an infinite comfort— 5 oclock. just the same. I will write before late Post if D^r. G. comes— My dearest | C.D.—