My Dearest Friend
On Saturday I received Yours of Decbr. 1 from N York [John to Abigail, 01 December 1796] . All wait in anxious expectation for the arrival of the Mail with the Presidents Speach. And this is not the only cause of anxiety. The result of Election is a Subject of greater Moment to them than at any former period.
The Judge and Mrs. Cushing took Tea with me on Saturday. Mrs. Cushing who you know carries her Heart in her Eyes, told me that She believed from what She heard whilst She was in Conneticut, that the vote would be for You, if it was left to every individual to determine it, in that State. I believe She Spoke as She felt, and perhaps in no State would the people be more unanimous. The Die is cast. We Shall Soon See what it turns up.
The Weather still continues cold. Mr. Whitney has preachd for us three Sundays. He has in my estimation rivald every other Canditate. Dr. Welch Sent me a Letter which he received from Thomas of 30 of Sepbr. in which he Says the defeat of the Armies of the Sambre and Meuse and upon the Rhine and Mossele had changed in Some measure the gigantic projects of the Directory. Of us Americans
Much Sooner than You thought of, have Your warnings and admonitions become [illegible] proofs as Strong as holy writ
Your Mother is here and well. I write more that you may not be dissapointed than for any thing which I have to communicate.
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