[Braintree, 17? September 1777
Your very polite favour was handed me this Evening.1
I esteem myself much obliged for the enclosed plan, but I cannot describe to you
the distress and agitation which the reception of your Letter threw me into. It was
some time before I could get resolution to open it, and when I had opend it I dared
not read it. Ten thousand horrid Ideas rushd upon my Soul. I thought it would announce
to me the sickness or death of all my earthly happiness.
As I could not read the Letter I opened the paper enclosed and upon finding it a plan,
was releaved from my distress.
Your professions of esteem Sir are very flattering to me. No person possessed with
common Humanity can be an inattentive unconcernd Spectator of the present contest.
The suffering virtue of individuals if recorded upon the faithfull page of History
will astonish future ages, and demands from the present gratitude and veneration.
A large share of each will ever be retained for the unfortunate Mr. L[ovell]
in the Breast of his obliged Humble Servant,