My Dearest Friend
Last Week I received through Mr. Izard a kind Invitation to dine with Mrs. Powell, whom I had not before seen since her Loss of Mr. Powell. Yesterday I had the Pleasure of dining with her and her Brother and Peter Francis with their Children and Mr. and Mrs. Harrison among the rest, Mr. and Mrs. Morris and Mr. Izard.
Mrs. Powell sends many Compliments to you and regrets that she cannot enjoy your society here, which is so congenial to her own Disposition and Taste. Admired your well informed Mind, and thinks you an honour to your sex &c. &c. &c.
Yesterday the Weather was cold. Last night We had half an Inch of Snow and to Day the Weather is colder than it has been before.
Mr. Jacob Reed is chosen into our senate in the Room of Mr. Izard, and is federal.
Mr. Marshal is chosen for Kentucky instead
The Senate will next Year in all Probability be Sounder than it has ever been since the Constitution commenced.
Inclosed is an History of the French Clergy. A biggotted Superstitious Thing, but I suppose too true. The State of France may be collected from it, better than from any other Publication I have seen. It seems to be the Policy of the Pope and the Clergy to excite the old popular Cry against Heresy and Schism. If they succeed there will be sanguenary Scaenes of another kind. God forgive a Wicked World and reform it. Adieu.
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