Sarah has been on the point of writing Henry and acknowledging Mr. Caluon's ? subscription a dozen times. Mr. McTerney, tailor, has also sent a Detroit subscription. The Review does very well. The papers have not done talking about it yet, and the letters still come in praising. The Nun of Kenmare scolded like O'Connell's fishwoman in a letter to Brownson. She goes at him as only an Irishman and a nun can. But personally she says it is nothing to her what he says, it is only out of regard for the Review. Sarah thinks Solomon was right and a smoky house less troublesome than a contentious woman. Mr. "Dan" Bryan was here and was enthusiastic about Fifine, whom some of his feminine acquaintances pronounce an angel. Sarah has always thought her a little saint, and was delighted to hear praises. Mr. Bryan was in a talkative humor the day he was here. He seemed to labor under the impression that the Brownsons were shut off from good conversation, and he would charitably give them a beautiful supply. He says he spent a delightful evening with Henry not long ago. Sarah hopes Henry keeps warm. It has been pretty hard work to do so here. It has been a fearful winter. Sarah's Gallitzin is out at last. The publisher beats his brows like a stage hero at the miserable appearance; all his own fault for trusting to the printer's promises. The edition is 2000. When that is sold, or partly sold, they will have a splendid edition, Sarah hopes. She was in no condition to read proof last summer, and the proof reader they had made the printer's mistakes still worse. Lily Pegram is still in Europe, or was the last Sarah heard, carrying everything before her. Sarah hears constantly from the Setons and Mr. William Seton sends her his writings for her opinion. His novel hasn't found a publisher yet. It is much better than the Charter Cak, though fully as long. The Setons like Munich ever so much and each drinks a pitcher of beer a day. The oldest is studying sculpture, and the younger sister, Nellie, who is very nice, keeps house. Things go on about as usual here. Sarah is praying, or would if she ever prayed for anything temporal, that they may be able, out of the Review and Gallitzin, to get a house of their own. Then if Brownson has to give up writing, as Sarah fears he will, he will still be comfortable. Sarah hopes the Henry Brownsons are all well. He is to tell Phippy that his cousin Jessie Tenney also sends her love and has made him some horselines. Sarah might have sent them by Mr. Bryan, but he talked her out of her wish. :: III-3-a A.L.S. 4pp. 12mo.