Bloomington, Illinois
Sep. 27. 1841
...Do you remember my going to the city while I was in Kentucky, to have a tooth extracted, and making a failure of it? Well, that same old tooth got to paining me so much, that about a week since I had it torn out, bringing with it a bit of the jawbone; the consequence of which is that my mouth is now so sore that I can neither talk, nor eat. I am litterally “subsisting on savoury remembrances,” —that is, being, unable to eat, I am living upon the remembrance of the delicious dishes of peaches and cream we used to have at your house...
Your sincere friend, A. Lincoln