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AET.25.] TO MRS. LUCY BROWN. 53 own spear or quill, to accompany these, let the winds waft them also to me.

I write this with one of the &quot;primaries&quot; of my osprey’s wings, which I have preserved over my glass for some state occasion, and now it offers.

Mrs. Emerson sends her love.

TO MRS. LUCY BROWN (AT PLYMOUTH). , Friday evening, January 25, 1843.

,—Mrs. Emerson asks me to write you a letter, which she will put into her bundle to-morrow along with the &quot;Tribunes&quot; and &quot;Standards,&quot; and miscellanies, and what not, to make an assortment. But what shall I write? You live a good way off, and I don t know that I have anything which will bear sending so far. But I am mistaken, or rather impatient when I say this,—for we all have a gift to send, not only when the year begins, but as long as interest and memory last. I don’t know whether you have got the many I have sent you, or rather whether you were quite sure where they came from. I mean the letters I have sometimes launched off eastward in my thought; but if you have been happier at one time than another, think that then you received them. But this that I now send you is of another sort. It will