My dearest Friend
Your last date, as yet received, was the 14 of Janry
[John to Abigail, 14 January 1793]
, I may have Letters in Town; but as the week has been Stormy I have not got them: I wrote you last from Boston the day before the Civic Feast, as it was stiled. The day past in much better order than was apprehended: for to Men of reflection the Cry of Equality was not so pleasing, and to Men of Property very alarming. It was agreed amongst them to indulge a Spirit they could not suppress, and unite with the Mobility in their Feast, to keep a strickt watch and gaurd over them: and to appoint steady persons upon [whom] they could depend to conduct the sacrifice, for such indeed was [ . . . ] ox. The whole was managed without any Riot except the distribution of the ox; a Table being placed at the upper End of State Street, the ox was paraded there, together with a load of Bread and 2 Barrels of Punch but no sooner was the ox cut in peices than they were seasd by some Sailors and Citizen Mobility, and thrown in every direction amongst the spectators, the Tables split to peices the plates &c made one Crash. The Punch and Bread were instantly driven of, the one to the Mall, where the Mobility followd and enjoyd it, the Bread to the Alms House; the day closed with much quietness and all was still by 12 o'clock at Night. You will have read the Toasts Which shew the Spirit that gave rise to the Feast, and the prodigious pains which they took to avoid drinking the Healths of any one but Washington whom they avoided stiling Citizen, Tis said Citizen Samuel
We have had a very open winter. The day before Yesterday we had a pretty fall of snow, which I hope will enable us to get Home the remaining Timber, and my Wood; Shaw laments that he has not a stronger Team. Faxon makes up two and is in constant employ for some one or other. He has not however assisted me but one day which is in getting Timber. We have sent into the Ceader Swamp and got out some Rails. Faxon whose Eyes always see double, says, that 2000 may be cut upon one acre and a Quarter. I am glad however from Belchers and Shaws account to find that it is like to turn out well worth the money. I am anxious to get all the Buisness done which You left me in charge but the season has not been so favourable as we wisht.
Our Friends are all well. Remember me kindly to Mrs. Otis. Her Sister is with me. She was so good as to spend a few days with me on my return from Boston.
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