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Saturday, 13 December, 1828

I have rode nearly forty miles since morning, and the day has been cold and disagreeable. Nothing new has presented itself today to change the aspect before me. But when you once have done that from which there is no honorable escape, the best plan is to go on in a course best calculated to make it as easy and comfortable as possible. To mourn and weep is folly. But these things are stated here to induce you so to act as to avert such consequences.