Dearest Sister,
Thursday last, we commenced our journey into the countryside on our way to visit our friend Mrs. Peabody. In Concord, we encountered the most droll creatures. A woman who called herself Hannah Drudge pedaled fowl, a completely disagreeable character if I ever met one.  Another street crier offered some of the most inedible fruits and vegetables imaginable, and was not much more pleasant than the poulty vendor. It is a strange lot found on the streets of this hamlet. We stayed this past evening at a fine establishment operated by a Mister Jones. We leave tomorrow for Salem and the home of our dear friend.      --MWE



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