I want you to _send me quite a number
of names of your leading characters_. If it should seem strange to
you that I make the demand, I will explain it to you when I get there.
I want you to answer _every item_ of this letter and as much more
as _can have any bearing on my mind_, either way, whether you
accept this letter _kindly or not_. I want you to write an answer
without delay! Are there meetings for _us to attend?_ Do you have
singing schools?
I do thus far feel friendly to your society.
Direct your letter to, etc.
M. R. JOHNSON.
_A Southern Applicant._
ALEXANDRIA, BENTON CO., ALA., July 13, 1845.
_Mr. G. Ripley,_
DEAR SIR: Will you step aside for a moment from the many duties, the
interesting cares and soul-stirring pleasures of your enviable
situation, and read a few lines from a stranger? They come to you, not
from the cold and sterile regions of the North, nor from the luxuriant
yet untamed wilds of the West, but from the bright and sunny land where
cotton flowers bloom, where nature has placed her signet of beauty and
fertility. Yes, sir; the science that the immortal Fourier brought to
light has reached the far South, and I trust has warmed many hearts,
and interested many minds; but of ours alone will I write.
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