Letters from Bishop Huntington - Oct 13 - 2

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grace, -- & the broad, [rarified? ?ing?]
slopes of Toby, & the
[? Glen?] line[?] clear beauty
of Mt. Warner, & the long
lines of Pelham; & the
? under ? west of
the River. There are the
Elms, the walnuts, the
Chestnuts, each with its own
shade of brown, -- the lingering
leaves of the Sumach, the
infinite varieties of [quinces?].
I smell[?] the breath of the
[?]. There comes a shooting
pang of homesickness, -- & I
plunge ? into work or
? & , & get con=
tented. But when you say
that I might actually see
all that glory with you,