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Your friend, HENRY D. THOREAU.

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I send you Williams's letter as the last remembrancer to one of those &quot;whose acquaintance he had the pleasure to form while in Concord.&quot; It came quite unexpectedly to me, but I was very glad to receive it, though I hardly know whether my utmost sincerity and interest can inspire a sufficient answer to it. I should like to have you send it back by some convenient opportunity.

Pray let me know what you are thinking about any day,—what most nearly concerns you. Last winter, you know, you did more than your share of the talking, and I did not complain for want of an opportunity. Imagine your stove-door out of order, at least, and then while I am fixing it, you will think of enough things to say.

What makes the value of your life at present? what dreams have you? and what realizations? You know there is a high table-land which not even the east wind reaches. Now can't we walk