My Dearest Friend
I received your Letter by Mr. Roberdeau who with our Son and Young Mr. Quincy came out and dinned with me to day. I was pleased to see a Son of your old Friend and acquaintance for whom you have so often expresd a Regard; as well as the agreeable Husband of Miss Blair that was; we had much conversation about my acquaintances in Philadelphia, many of whom he could give me a particular account of. We past a very pleasent day. I once or twice last summer exprest an anxiety at not hearing from Thomas so often as I wishd: I recollect you askd me, if I was equally anxious about you when absent. My days of anxiety have indeed been many and painfull in years past, when I had many terrors that encompassed me around. I have happily Surmounted them, but I do not find that I am less Solicitious to hear constantly from you than in times of more danger, and I look for every Saturday as a day on which I am to receive a Boon. I have received a Letter every week since you left me, and by this Days post two, one of the 28
[John to Abigail, 28 December 1792]
and one of the 29th Decbr.
[John to Abigail, 29 December 1792]
for which receive my thanks particularly that part in which you say you are not less anxious to see me than when Seperated 20 years ago. Years Subdue the ardour of passion but in lieu thereof a Friendship and affection Deep Rooted Subsists which defies the Ravages of Time, and [illegible] will Survive whilst the vital Flame exists. Our attachment to Character Reputation and Fame increase I believe with
I have not heard any thing of the Chaise since you wrote me that it was left at Hartford. I believe it will not reach Home till Spring. The Narrow [ . . . ] to the water have been so blocked up with Snow that Shaw has not been able to get up any Sea weed lately: he attempted it but could not Succeed, and the ground has been bare in the Road, The Timber for the corn House is all cut and part of it got home, one day more will [illegible] compleat it. Faxon was going this last week to the Ceadar Swamp it being now a fine time but very unfortunately a Man on the Road near it, broke out with the Small pox and refused to be moved so that he cannot go. We have not had any Sleding in the Road this Winter yet the Ground has been pretty much coverd with a thin Snow and Ice, the weather in General very cold. Hay is
You was right. The chief Majestrate denies his having given permission to the Mobility to pull down the Theatre. His prime Minister under the Signature of a Friend to Peace, has undertaken to defend his whole conduct, whilst a writer under the Signature of Menander defends his fellow citizens, to Say no more like an able counsel. These peices you will find in the Centinal of December 19 and 22 and 26th. That Those of the 19 and 22th are written in a Masterly Stile.
Your Friends here are all well excepting Brother Cranch who has had a very ill Turn. I fear he will not tarry long with us.
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