Papers of John Adams, volume 20
th.1790
I have the honour of yours of the 9th.
instant, & am happy to find that you are not displeased at the frankness of my
communications. There are very few Persons to whom I would have written with equal
freedom— Half the world are of the temper of the Italian Cardinal, described in the
Spectator, who kicked his Spy down stairs for telling him what the world said against
him—but with such I desire to have no connection.1 Whatever may be the odds of Rank, merit or
abilities, in a friendly correspondence, there must be an unreservedness, which assumes
the appearance of equality— And were I to open a Correspondence with the Angel Gabriel,
notwithstanding my deference to a superior nature, I must write with the same freedom as
to a Mortal—or not write at all—
I fully believe that more has been said on the subjects I mentioned, at a distance, than at NewYork. Slander has her whispering-gallery, formed to increase the sound in its progress—and the distant echo of a lie is always louder than the first report.
Your distinction between Enmity & Envy is undoubtedly just— Yet the Envious are enemies of the worst kind—the most active persevering & malignant—
The People of NewEngland have often been charged with this fault.
Perhaps the charge is not strictly true. We are true Republicans, & have the
strongest feelings of personal Independence & universal equality. We are led by
education to be jealous of Power, & to distrust those Men, who are raised to a
dignity and elevation above 279 the general rank. We
are not however generally chargeable with ingratitude in our elections, towards public
services, or known merit. But the moment we have raised the Man of our choice to a rank,
necessary indeed in government, but disagreeable to our eyes, we wish to make him
sensible of his dependence on our suffrages, to teach him to consider himself as the
servant of the people, & to ascribe his elevation, not to his own merit, but to our
gratuitous favour. This must be acknowleged as our general character. We hate to see
great men, & endeavour to belittle them as much as
possible. The V.P. must therefore expect to find his merits, & services depreciated
among us, but may always be sure of our suffrages. We dislike an Office of such high
rank, but if there must be such an one, we are satisfied with the Person, who holds it.
Indeed so strong are our ideas of republican equality, that were the other world peopled
only by a certain Party of New Englanders with their present feelings, they would be
disgusted at the splendor of Omnipotence, & would wish to limit Almighty Power,
& establish a democracy in heaven. Our most sensible & influential characters
are however fully convinced of the necessity of an energetic Government, of due
subordination, & of the proper checks & balances in the Administration— But most
of these are Men of ambition, & can scarcely endure a superior. Indeed Ambition is
universal among us— We have Presidents, not out of their leading strings & Vice
Presidents by dozens in embrio.
The Gentlemen from the Southward may have more apparent politeness than those from New England, & would certainly be more liberal in the allowance of adequate salaries— But the People of the Southern States will never be fond of uniting their suffrages in favor of any Native of NewEngland—
I was entertained with the account of your honest, independent
& respectable ancestry. Yours is a genealogy of which a wise man may be justly
proud, but not such as a Coxcomb would boast. My ancestors in the paternal line were of
the same class, except my Father, who was a Clergyman. It is a descent of which I was
never ashamed. My mother on the contrary is a great genealogist, & has no small
share of pride of birth— She is descended from the Stoddards of Massachusetts—but what
pleased her best was, that she could trace her ancestry in the female line to a natural
daughter of Charles the 2d. by one of his mistresses, I
think it was the Dutchess of Portsmouth. Thus by the fashionable Assistance of a little
honorable unchastity in the maternal line, I presume I have at this instant some drops
of 280 Royal Blood flowing in my veins. From hearing this
account often repeated in my infancy, I drew up, when I was about eight years old, &
presented to my Mamma, her genealogy in burlesque; for the impudence of which I deserved
and received a good box on the ear.2
While I am on this Subject I wish to enquire whether the Revd. J. Adams, Author of a small volume of Poems, I have
formerly seen, containing an Elegy on the Death of a Mrs.
Turell, some imitations of parts of the Revelations &c was not of your family— He
was certainly a Man of poetical genius, & of a taste more correct than the New
England Writers of his age.3
I shall hardly allow You to ascribe to the favour of fortune your
frequent escapes from death and danger in the public service. It was the hand of heaven,
that conducted the American Revolution, & provided & preserved the proper
Instruments for our success. Providence raised a Washington & Greene &c to
command our armies, & a Franklyn, Jay &c to conduct our foreign negociations. It
preserved your life to accomplish the important treaty with Holland, to give Mr. Jay the necessary assistance in settling the terms of Peace
with Great Britain, & to be VicePresident of the United States. On this subject I
own myself an enthusiast. In the late illness of the President, when we had an account,
that his Physicians despaired of his recovery, I offered to ensure his life for a
sixpence, because I was convinced, that America could not do without him as yet.
Your present situation, tho’ as You observe it is in some degree inactive, is by no means insignificant or uninfluential. In the equal division of Parties in the Senate, You have had sundry questions of great importance to decide. Could the grand point of the President’s Power of removal have been carried without your assistance & influence? Yet that very debate has left a great share of rancour in the minds of those, whose visionary plans, political ignorance, & frivolous arguments, You on that occasion detected & exposed—
Solitude & retirement, at which you hint, certainly form no scene for the exercise of activity, or the acquirement of significance.— All things, I firmly believe, will be & continue right. The Batteries of Slander will waste themselves in noise & smoke, or destroy themselves by being overcharged.
The first Volume of your Defence
&c, I purchased, lent & have lost it. I have seen but one set of the
Continuation here, which I borrowed & hastily perused. I can therefore at present
only give my sentiments in general. Your Principles in Government appeared to me just,
& your arguments for them unanswerable— I am so little 281 versed in the History of many of the modern Republics, which You have detailed, that
I could only thank You for the information You afforded on those subjects— But on the
Constitutions of Greece & Rome, I felt my vanity complimented at every line, by
finding your opinions coincident with those I had for many years entertained about them.
Indeed it is a long time since I have read with any patience the herd of writers, who
scribble eulogiums on the antient Republics, or form similar Utopias for modern
States.
I know not that I should object to any of your opinions— Yet on one subject, on which indeed I am not certain of yours, I will venture a single remark. I am exceedingly doubtful, whether any imitation of the Pageantry of foreign Courts would, in the present age & according to the feelings of my Countrymen, contribute to strengthen the federal Government— Our national Character is very different from that of the Populace of Europe. What in that country “dazzles the croud & sets them all agape,”4 excites in our Yeomen nothing but envy, contempt & ridicule. Let our Government be possessed of real strength— It will not need the aid of ostentation. We are sufficiently enlightened to detect the imposition of pageantry—& I fear our Government would gain as little benefit by it, as one of my dearest Friends, Col. H——s, has acquired from the French Silks & Laces, in which he returned from Europe—5 He is happily weaning himself from that his almost only foible—and I cannot with to see our Government dressed in his cast suits.
What may be politic on this subject in the next generation, I will not undertake to say.
I shall conclude with an observation in answer to a Query in your last letter.
Art & dissimulation are the very Antipodes to your character, & You know me too well to imagine I should recommend them. The utmost exertion of your influence and abilities, on all subjects on which the happiness of America & the force of her Government depends, in such ways as are best calculated to continue & extend that influence, & crown those abilities with deserved success, is expected by your friends & the Public. We look to You for important additions, to those services, You have already rendered to your Country, which as You justly observe can never be forgotten, & for which, I trust You will find that America will not be eventually ungrateful.
Please to offer my best Respects to Mrs. Adams, & believe that with the highest attachment & regard / I have
the honor to be, / Dear Sir / Your most obedient / & obliged humble servt.
RC (Adams Papers); endorsed: “Mr Trumbul. 14. March. / ansd 2. April. 1790.”
In The Spectator, No. 439 (24 July
1712), Joseph Addison related the tale of a spy who tells his employer that many see
him as “a mercenary rascal” and coward. Irate, the cardinal “rises in great wrath,
calls him an impudent scoundrel, and kicks him out of the room.”
Trumbull’s parents were Rev. John (1714–1787), Yale 1735, and
Sarah Whitman Trumbull (1718–1805), of Watertown, Conn. (Dexter, Yale
Graduates
, 1:544, 545).
Rev. John Adams (1705–1740), Harvard 1721, of Boston, was a
Congregationalist minister who demonstrated a prodigious bent for learning languages
and writing poetry, but he was not related to JA’s family. Trumbull read
the 1745 edition of the clergyman’s Poems on Several
Occasions, Original and Translated, which contained his elegy “To the Rev. Mr.
Turrell, on the Death of His Vertuous Consort, Daughter to the Rev. Dr. Colman. Mar.
26. 1735,” p. 94–102, Evans,
No. 5527 (
Sibley’s Harvard Graduates
, 6:424, 425, 426).
Milton, Paradise Lost, Book V, line
357.
Diplomat and author David Humphreys returned to America in May 1786 (vol. 18:154).