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Transcription from photocopies of letters written by Mortimer Dormer Hibbard to his fiance, Polly Rice Greene. The originals are in the Fulton County Historical Society Museum located in Wauseon, Ohio.
"I received a letter from aunt Pamela last evening informing me that you would be pleased to see me and have an opportunity with me for conversation. She said nothing of the subject but I can guess, and if I guess aright it is the one upon whichI feel the most intense interest of any, and if I may be permitted to ----jective the probable result of such an conversation opportunity when requested by you I flatter myself that we may [uncertain of next few words] in a different relation to each other than we do now, but perhaps I am mistaken and I do not wish to build [uncertain word] in the [uncertain words] crushed in their fall -- [uncertain]ing to your equest I shall be with you Saturday evening and will spend Sunday there likeise if nothing happens-- this from your now as ever loving Cousin, --Sweet Girl Adieu.
P. R. Green
M. D. Hibbard
Friday May 8th 1829
I embrace the present opportunity of writing to you, not because I have anything important to write, but because I wish I had. The bearer of this you may know as Isaac Maxon and in him Athens is [losing?] one of its most worthy young men, and I am losing every bond that binds me to that place. I need not tell you how heavy the hours hang on my hands, but yet there is a ray of hope comes creeping in for which I may thank you. There has been marrying in abundance in Athens the present week. On Sunday evening one student by the name of Lyon was married to Miss Marcia Barker, on Tuesday evening R E Constable to Miss Elizabeth Barker. I have nothing more to write, and so farewell my girl till the time I set and then I shall fly with eager steps to embrase my Polly and enjoy her charming society -- written in haste by your faithfully loving
I wrote a long letter some days since which I intended for you, but Father having delayed his journey to Marietta, joined with other incidents, brought me to think it better to address you a few lines and omit sending it. I am well with the exception of a bad bile on my face which make me feel a little cross just now, but it is getting better, and I think if you were present I could give you a hearty kiss without once thinking of it.
I shall endeavor to meet you at uncle Alansons on Saturday but I may be dissapointed and you may not be if I show.
Father is going to Marietta for the purpose of purchasing a farm for me which which lies joining this, he may be disappointed, but about he [uncertain of word] I expect I shall being the world with a new farm, father calculates[?] to help me improve it some, probably considerable. You may think my calculations often changed, I admit they have been, but father has about given up moving to Sunday Creek, and I willing submit to that [decision?] as it will alluw us to begin the world much by transmitted debts and obligations than I shoul otherwise be, and should he purchase I think there is little danger of our circumstances being [uncertain word] shifted again, at any rate they will not while I can prevent it, your mother requested me to write to her but thinking that I letter would not reach her much before I shall in all probability [uncertain of words] she might excuse me, or you may show her this, which will preclude the necessity of writing to her in particular.
I love to sit awhile along
my muse fails, my hand trembles, my pen wants mending, my ink is out, and so is my paper, and finally I am brought to a stand still for the want of time. So you must excuse me, and still remember that I am your (True Lover) as well as loving
M. D. Hibbard.
P. R. Green.