Hampstead, Tuesday Morn December 1, 1818.

My dear Fanny--Poor Tom has been so bad that I have delayed your visit hither--as it would be so painful to you both. I cannot say he is any better this morning--he is in a very dangerous state--I have scarce any hopes of him. Keep up your spirits for me my dear Fanny--repose entirely in

Your affectionate Brother

JOHN.