July30th——Hereturnedaboutthreeweeksago，ratherbetterinhealth，certainly，thanbefore，butstillworseintemper。Andyet，perhaps，Iamwrong：itisIthatamlesspatientandforbearing。Iamtiredoutwithhisinjustice，hisselfishnessandhopelessdepravity——I
wishamilderwordwoulddo——；Iamnoangelandmycorruptionrisesagainstit。Mypoorfatherdiedlastweek：Arthurwasvexedtohearofit，becausehesawthatIwasshockedandgrieved，andhefearedthecircumstancewouldmarhiscomfort。WhenIspokeoforderingmymourning，heexclaimed——
`Oh，Ihateblack！Buthowever，Isupposeyoumustwearitawhile，forform’ssake；butIhope，Helen，youwon’tthinkityourboundendutytocomposeyourfaceandmannersintoconformitywithyourfunerealgarb。
Whyshouldyousighandgroan，andIbemadeuncomfortablebecauseanoldgentlemanin——hire，aperfectstrangertousboth，hasthoughtpropertodrinkhimselftodeath？——Therenow，Ideclareyou’recrying！Well，itmustbeaffectation。’
Hewouldnothearofmyattendingthefuneral，orgoingforadayortwo，tocheerpoorFrederick’ssolitude。Itwasquiteunnecessary，hesaid，andIwasunreasonabletowishit。Whatwasmyfathertome？I