Washington telegraph., 1853-01-12
New YORK, AUGUST IL. 1852.


Ny Dearest and Esteemed Friend, Mrs Fillmore
Your thrice welcome letter, like every
blessing for me, fingered long by the way.
Perchance my good angel saw that it would
beckon me to the light too soon; it lay near
" three months at the Revere House, Bos-
ton, where I received it on my return from
Maine, week since When [ heard il
read. Notwithstanding you were SO kind as
to tell me so much of DR. Turnbulls won
derful cures, confess [ had but little hope
of any help for me. [ had tried so many
oculists, and my poor eyes had been dark
so long, and then thought that [ could but
try, and 50, ere went to sleep that night,
determined on leaving Boston the next
morning for New York. I did so; and one
hour after my arrival I waited npon DR.
Turnbull, at the New York Hotel At first
he gave me but little encouragement but
now, after having visited him six times, [
begin to distinguish my friends by their
dress. and, with my eyes little shaded. I
can see the figures in the carpet; and oh,
this little light, [ am sure, betokens bright
ar day yet to dawn. Dear, dear Mrs. Fill
more, shall see again. Oh, | shall see
again. Seven long weary years [ have been a
prisoner to darkness, but now, while DR..
Turnbull is troubling the waters behold you
were the good angel to lead me in And oh.
how shall fnd words to thank you for writ
ing me to go to him? Never never shall
look on the flowers, or the white SHOWS of the
winter, or the blue sky. but l shall re-
member to whom | owe it all And DR..
Turnbull too, is so good to me- If [ had
all the blessings the white handed angels
bring, [ could hardly repay him.
Pray pardon my enthusiasm, Mrs Fill
more, for [ am nearly wild this morning.
The first time in seven years I have walked
in the streets by myself I could not dis
tinguish the people as they passed, but [
could see to tell the ladies from the gentle
men, and on one of the carts, as it came
near the walk. [ read the immense word
ice QCE) and at this fresh peep at the world
pf letters, laughed outright and posi-
Lively clapped my hands for JOY, exclaiming.
4 see I see see -. Indeed they must
have thought some crazy person had come
to walk in Broadway this morning, for now
laughed and now cried, the world seemed
SO light and SO new The black shadows on
the walk were beautiful, and [ could have
embraced the meanest beggar Oh, this is
my Jubilee, my long night of seven years
is ending | have always imagined the
clouds around me the folded wings of some
a-otecting angel and ere long they would
read again. and [ should see; but now
zen they do begin to spread, and I begin
= Is. [ almost fear lest may lose the an
gel also, and sometimes, too, [ amagine that
~ friends will love me less and care for
7.4! less if [ see. But oh . let me see let
wa 4e! long to look on the stars again,
.4iae sky, when the sun is low I long
a'a shold the bright green world which 1
I. so long ago, SO long, long ago; and when
N sure the angels will come to look out
heaven if only to see how glad, how
ulore than glad mortal may be. l do not
expect ever to read or write, but for that I
Z .5le care, if only SO [ can walk by myself.
Nv thoughts will make their own reading
"a nv art has learned to coin its own
lings.
am every day astonished at DR. Turnbulps
ss5nderful nay, almost miraculous cures
ree makes the blind to see, and even the
oissf and dumb to hear and speak. Iheard
Yesterday little girl, who was born both
deaf and dumb, learning for the first time to
speak her own name. and when at last she
b hight the sound, and her little lips shaped
Il. word, her joy was indescribable An
4 gentleman came into the reception room
Il. other day, saying that he could hear dis
itlletly all that we said, and be had not
sfsstd before in twenty-four years The
pie are crowding to the doctor hundreds
! day from every part of the country-but if