Full of kindness as of explanation

In a letter to a fellow-missionary, dated March 8,1841, he makes mention of some of his minor trials, and of the occasion he had to exercise his own good judgment in regard to the mode of prosecuting his work: —

“ Many thanks for your long letter, which was as full of kindness as of explanation. I regret that I was able to see so little of you while you were within our little circle; but, in order to enjoy a visit, I must go from Constantinople, the hurry and distraction here are too great. Mr. Evarts once told me he had neither made nor received a visit of friendship for many years, and had no expectation of ever being able to have such a pleasure again. I remember I thought at the time it was very hard, and could hardly persuade myself it was his duty thus to deny himself. Now let me tell you some of my own troubles and sorrows, that we may the better sympathize with one another, bear one another’s burdens, pray for one another, and feel that we are not alone in trouble and sorrow, but that the same, or similar ones, are suffered by others.

Specially deficient

“ Some letters which I receive have constant reference to my family, as though I were specially deficient in my duty to them, and needed to devote more time and thought for them. Others have constant reference to my translations, as though I needed to be stirred up to the importance of prosecuting the work with vigor, and not suffer my translator or the press to stand idle through my neglect. Others leave every thing else out of the question, as of no comparative importance, and urge it upon me to preach, preach, preach. Others, again, from the various missionary stations, and from all parts of America, are calling for letters, and blaming me for not answering theirs. Many, many of my friends are offended with me, and some of them say hard things about me, while all the time I feel that it is I, and not they, who suffer from the want of this correspondence.