My Dearest Friend
I received by the post on thursday the whole Mail containing your Letters of the 6th 9th [John to Abigail, 09 January 1797] 11th [John to Abigail, 11 January 1797] 14 [John to Abigail, 14 January 1797] & 16th [John to Abigail, 16 January 1797] [John to Abigail, 16 January 1797 (second)] . I began to be very impatient at rude Boreas for laying an embargo upon that intercourse which alone mitigated the pain and anxiety of Seperation.
Genll. Lincoln had call'd upon me the beginning of the week and informd me that you was well. The steady cold weather has been more favourable to my Health than any winter we have had for years past, and since I have been equiped with Runners I have not faild to take the Air almost every day. In one of my late Letters I inclosed you Frothinghams estimate of a carriage but as you have orderd one it will not do to apply to him and you will want one sooner than he could make one. I have been thinking that we shall want a light travelling Carriage for me to go to and from Philadelphia, as you can not be left without one, and would it not be best for to sit Frothingham to make one something upon the same plan with that which we formerly Had? "You say your Farm appears very differently to you now from what it did, and that it seems to you as if you ought not to think of it."
The greater reason there is for me to turn my attention to it, I consider it as our denier
The price of flower which is good superfine has been in Boston from 11/2 to 12. I have inquired divers times, and I gave 12 about a month ago. It is to be had now for 11/2 which Capt Beal has just told me he gave last week, but it is not of concequence whether any is sent. I can purchase it here.
In one of your Letters you mention having seen enough at East Chester, in an other you exclaim alass poor Nabby, and say you have written to the Col. but get no answer. I received a Letter from Mrs. Smith in December, in which she expresses a state of anxious suspence, and a willingness to submit to her Lot with resignation if she could but know that all
You have I suppose before this Time received a Letter from me which inclosed an other proof of your old stuanch Friends confidence and attachment.
Mr. Black told me the other day on his return from Boston that Col. H. was loosing ground with his Friends in Boston, On what account I inquired. Why for the part he is said to have acted in the late Election. Aya what was that? Why they say that he tried to keep out both Mr. A--s and J--n, and that he behaved with great duplicity. He wanted to bring in Pinckney that he himself might be the dictator. So you see according to the old adage, Murder will out. I despise a Janus
Beware of that spair Cassius, has always occured to me when I have seen that cock sparrow. O I have read his Heart in his wicked Eyes many a time. The very devil is in them. They are laciviousness itself, or I have no skill in Physiognomy.
Pray burn this Letter. Dead Men tell no tales. It is really too bad to survive the Flames. I shall not dare to write so freely to you again unless you assure that you have complied with my request.
I am as ever most affectionately Your