Sylvia Carey to Emily Barlow
London, 19 June
Fare thee well, dear Emily, and a safe voyage is the nightly prayer of your now lonely friend. I received your letter of yesterday, and hope you will receive this before you sail. Poor Henry has only been once out of his room since your departure. I will not shock you with an account of his wretchedness, but be assured nothing will be left undone to relieve his sufferings, though I tremble for the result; your mother saw him today, she was much shocked at his dejection; but I trust time will do much, and that you may yet be happy in the possession of each other. The providence that separates may again join.
It is useless to despond. Take every opportunity of writing to us, by every ship you meet on your passage! God bless you.
Sylvia Carey
(This letter Emily never received, the ship having sailed before it arrived at Portsmouth.)