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I write you now, thanks be to Heaven, free from paine, in Good Spirits, but weak and feeble. All my
Sufferings produced but one Eruption. I think I can have no reason to be
doubtfull with regard to myself as the Symptoms run
so high and my Arm opperated in the best manner.
The small pox acts very odly this Season, there are
Seven out of our Number that have not yet had it, 3 out of our 4 children have
been twice innoculated, two of them
Charles and Tommy have not
had one Symptom. I have indulged them in rather freer living than before and
hope they will not long remain doubtfull.
Mrs. Cranch and Cotton Tufts have
been in Town almost 3 weeks and have had the innoculation repeated 4 times and can not make it
take. So has Mrs. Lincoln. Lucy Cranch and
Billy are in the same State. Becky Peck who
has lived in the same Manner with us, has it to such a degree as to be blind
with one Eye, swell'd prodigiously, I believe she
has ten Thousand. She is really an object to look at; tho she is not Dr. Bulfinches patient.
Johnny has it exactly as one would wish, enough to
be well satisfied and yet not be troublesome. We are ordered all the Air we can
get, and when we cannot walk we must ride, and if we can neither walk nor ride,
we must be led. We sleep with windows open all Night, and Lay upon the Carpet
or Straw Beds, Mattrass or any
thing hard, abstain from Spirit, Salt and fats, fruit we Eat, all we can
get, and those who like vegetables unseasond may Eat them, but that is not I.
-- This doubtfull Buisness is very dissagreable as it will detain us much longer, but
there are several instances now of persons who thought they had had it, and
were recoverd, and lived away freely, and now are
plentifully dealt by. Mr. Joseph Edwards wife for one, and
queer work she makes of it you may be sure. The Doctors say they cannot account
for it, unless the free presperation throws it
off. Every physician has a number of patients in this doubtfull State. Where it does take and the patient lives
any thing free, they have a Doze of it. Cool
weather is much fitter for the small pox. I have not got rid of any terrors of
the small pox but that of not being liable to it again, which you will say is a
very great one; but what I mean is that I should dread it more now than before
I saw it, were I liable to it. If we consider the great numbers who have it
now, computed at seven thousand,
Dr. Sawyer of Newbury Port lost a child 9 years old last week with the Distemper, and Coll. Robinson of Dorchester lies extreem bad with a mortification in his kidneys. Some such instances we must expect among such a variety of persons and constitutions.
I rejoice Exceedingly at the Success which General Lee has met with. I believe the Men will come along in a short time. They are raising, but the Massachusets has been draind for Sea Service as well as land. The Men were procured in this Town last week; we have taken a vessel from Halifax bound to New York, which we should call a prize but that it containd about 14 Tories among whom is that infamous Wretch of a Ben Davis the Ginger Bread Robber. How many little ones can say I was an Hungry and you [illegible] gave me no Bread, but inhumanely took what little I had from me. I wish the Sea or any other Element had them rather than we should be tormented with them. Friends and connextions are very bad things in such times as these. Interest will be made, and impartial justice obstructed, we catch flies and let the wasps go. -- Hark a General Huzza of the populace, these wretches are just committed to jail.
The Continential Troops are near all gone from this Town, all I believe who are in a Marching State. The small pox has been General amongst them and exceeding favourable.
I have requested of Judge
Cushing to write you an account of his circut and he has
Her Dr. says she is not dangerous. Col. Warren has sufferd as much pain as I did, but has more to shew for it, he is very cleverly spatterd. Mrs. Warren is now strugling with it, to one of her constitution it opperates in faintings and langour. It did so upon Betsy Cranch, yet when it found its way through, it opperated kindly. -- I believe you will be tired of hearing of small pox, but you bid me write every post and suppose you are anxious to hear how we have it. The next post I hope to tell you that we they all have it, who now remain uncertain.
I am at all times and in all States unfeignedly yours.
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