I came on by the Hurricane right to Swift Creek when I left your house. . . .

Old Aunt Seny was delighted with the basket you sent her. She and old Charles cherish and will cherish for the remainder of their lives, all the incidents of your visit at Swift Creek, almost like the Scotch peasantry do the summer visits of Victoria and her children. Old Charles said in his impressive manner, “I must think our mistress will come down & see us all again next winter. If she only knowed how proud it makes us all feel she would come again & stay longer.” The old fellow regrets that Howell [Jr] could not be here to catch little fish out of Swift Creek, as they begin to bite since the last few warm days. “Black eyed Susyanna” as Howell called her has fallen heir to his trap & occasionally takes an unwary sparrow, but she admits that Howell was the fellow to catch birds fast.

I have just boxed up Bajers saddle martingales & a bran, spick & span new bridle, with double reins, one rein green & with ivory rosettes. O what a shine he will cut on one of sorrels mounted on his English saddle & with English martingales & a new double reined bridle which cost 3.75 cts

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Source: Howell Cobb Family Papers (MS 1376), Hargrett Rare Book & Manuscript Library, University of Georgia, Athens, Georgia.