Birmingham1, Dr Percy’s: | Thursday evening, September 13, 1849.
My dearest Wife, - I have just left Dr. Percy’s hospitable table to write to you, my beloved, telling you how I have been getting on. I am very well, excepting a little faceache; and very kindly treated here. They all long most earnestly for your presence, for both Mrs. and Dr. Percy are anxious you should come; and this I know, that the things we have seen would delight you, but then I doubt your powers of running about as we do; and though I know that if time were given you could enjoy them, yet to press the matter into a day or two would be a failure. Besides this, after all, there is no pleasure like the tranquil pleasures of home, and here - even here - the moment I leave the table, I wish I were with you IN QUIET. Oh! what happiness is ours! My runs into the world in this way only serve to make me esteem that happiness the more. I mean to be at home on Saturday night2, but it may be late first, so do not be surprised at that; for if I can, I should like to go on an excursion to the Dudley caverns3, and that would take the day.
Mr. Daniel4 called on me to-day with a pressing invitation for you and me to his house, for which I thanked him sincerely, as he deserved to be thanked, but I could give no hopes of that.
Write to me, dearest. I shall get your letter on Saturday morning, or perhaps before.
Love to father, Margery, and Jenny, and a thousand loves to yourself, dearest,
From your affectionate husband, | M. Faraday
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