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My Much Loved Friend
I dare not express to you at 300 hundred miles distance how ardently I long
for your return. I have some very miserly Wishes; and cannot consent to your
spending one hour in Town till at least I have had you 12. The Idea plays about
my Heart, unnerves my hand whilst I write, awakens all the tender sentiments
that years have encreased and matured, and which
when with me was were every day dispensing to you. The
whole collected stock of nine ten weeks
[illegible] absence knows not haw to brook any longer
restraint, but will break forth and flow thou my pen. May the like sensations
enter thy breast, and (in spite of all the weighty cares of State) Mingle
themselves with those I wish to com municate, for in giving them utterance I
have felt more sincere pleasure than I have known since the 10 of August. Many
have been the anxious hours I have spent since that day-the threatening aspect
of our publick affairs, the complicated distress of
this province, the Arduous and perplexed Buisness
in which you are engaged, have all conspired to agitate my bosom, with fears
and apprehensions to which I have heretofore been [a] stranger, and far from
thinking the Scene closed, [illegible] it looks [as]
tho the curtain was but just drawn and only the first
Scene of the infernal plot disclosed and whether the end will be tragical
Heaven alone knows. You cannot be, I know, nor do I wish to see you
an inactive Spectator, but if the Sword be drawn I bid adieu to all
domestick felicity, and look forward to that
Country where there is neither wars nor rumors of War in a firm belief that
thro the mercy of its King we shall both rejoice
there together. I greatly fear that the arm of treachery and
voilence are is lifted over
us as a Scourge and heavy punishment from heaven for our numerous offences, and
for the misimprovement of our great advantages. If we expect the
blessings to inherit the blessings of our Fathers, we should return a
little more to their primitive Simplicity of Manners, and not sink into
inglorious ease. We have too many high sounding words, and too few, actions
that correspond with them. I have spent one Sabbeth
in Town since you left me. I saw no difference in respect to ornamen
ornaments, &c. &c. but in the Country you must look for that virtue, of
which you find but small Glimerings in the
Mr. Cranch's last determination was to tarry in Town unless any thing new takes place. His Friends in Town oppose his Removal so much that he is determind to stay. The opinion you have entertaind of General Gage is I believe just, indeed he professes to act only upon the Defensive. The People in the [Country] begin to be very anxious for the congress to rise. They have no Idea of the Weighty Buisness you have to transact, and their Blood boils with indignation at the Hostile prepairations they are constant Witnesses of. Mr. Quincys so secret departure is Matter of various Specculation-some say he is deputed by the congress, others that he is gone to Holland, and the Tories says he is gone to be hanged.
I rejoice at the favourable account you give me of your Health; May it be continued to you. My Health is much better than it was last fall. Some folks say I grow very fat.-I venture to write most any thing in this Letter, because I know the care of the Bearer. He will be mast sadly dissapointed if you should be broke up before he arrives, as he is very desirous of being introduced by you to a Number of Gentlemen of respectable characters. I almost envy him, that be should see you, before I can.
Mr. Thaxter and Rice present their Regards to you.
Your Mother sends her Love to you, and all your family too numerous to name desire to be rememberd. You will receive Letters from two, who are as earnest to write to Pappa as if the welfare of a kingdom depended upon it. If you can give any guess within a month let me know when you think of returning to Your most Affectionate
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