Terrell to "Lewis", July 14, 1895

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at the expense of all congenial companionship. I feel sure she could be contented from a few months here, even if she did not compete with others in their expensive enjoyments, that at last mean nothing of good.

In polatics{sic}, as in nature, a lull follows a storm; so now, a mysterious secrecy shrouds all diplomacy. Europe is awaiting a report from Japan, which will not be here before next spring. We have had no real winter yet -- no ice -- no frost -- pears, green peas, cantelopes etc abundant yet, but grapes grow scarce.

I have had two marked diplomatic victories in the last few days 1 -- An Iredi, direct from the Sultan, requiring that a Turkish Officer who struck Mr. Hubbard (a Missionary) in the face, (way over near Sivas,) should go to the consul and apologise, and then be brought here for punishment. 2 -- An Acting Governor who invaded the domicil{sic} of Mr. Lee, (another Missionary,) to be reproved and removed, and a note from the Sublime Porte expressing regret for both incidents.

But I feel annoyed -- for while performing the four three horse bareback act, + pleasing myself, the Government -- protecting the Missionaries, and preserving

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clout(?) in Massachusetts and in a Connecticut news paper. What miserable fools! For they should know that in times like these, the favor of a Sultan means wealth if one were base enough to betray his trust + accept it.

There is much transpiring both at the Porte and in diplomatic confidence, that I transfer in Cipher, which would intensely interest you, but which I cannot write. I violated instructions in sending the few confidential papers I have sent to wife, but it was to guard against future contingencies personal to myself.

My wife must feel like a fish out of water -- nothing to do, but flounder around. Tell her just to go over a little oftener, and look at farm -- tenants + colts not to mention the remnant of my fine cattle -- it will do her good. She has made a better farmer than me, for she had sense enough to enlarge the farm; but I think the breaking + grubing{?sic} should now cease, until I go back, for she will leave me no employment.

Ask Moldridge(?) for me, and also Tipps + House to make Finley(?) retain Lilla -- her place is not secure. They can place it on the ground of efficiency with truth. Remember me to your mother + Lilly(?) + all. Kiss for me the babies. Love to Wife. Sincerely your friend A. W. Terrell.