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Journal First, And I Read It With Great Eagerness, Hoping To Find What
I Did Find In The Last Sentence. That 16Th Was Really A Surprising
Day. Three Hundred And Ninety-Five Lines, All Your Exercises, And All
Your Music. Go On, My Dear Girl, And You Will Become All That I Wish.
I Keep Carefully Your Letters And Journals, And When We Meet You Shall
Read Them Again, Which I Am Sure You Will Do With Pleasure. It Is
Always Delightful To See And Correct Our Own Errors.
Monsieur Maupertuis Is Highly Mortified That You Should Suppose Him So
Ignorant As To Have Lost Himself On The Road. It Seems He Only Went A
Little Off The Highway _From Curiosity To See The Country_.
I Hope You Like Terence. Can'T You Lug A Scrap From Him Now And Then,
Apropos, Into Your Letters? It Will Please
Your Affectionate Papa,
A. Burr.
Chapter XVII Pg 374To Theodosia In Philadelphia.
New-York, 5Th January, 1795.
You See Me Safe Arrived In New-York. I Have Passed But One Hour At
Richmond Hill. It Seems Solitary And Undesirable Without You. They Are
All Well, And Much, Very Much Disappointed That You Did Not Come With
Me.
Pray Write To Mrs. A., If But One Line; She Expects And Deserves It. I
Was There Last Evening For The First Time. Your Picture Is Really Like
You; Still It Does Not Quite Please Me. It Has A _Pensive,
Sentimental_ Air; That Of A Love-Sick Maid! Stewart Has Probably Meant
To Anticipate What You May Be At Sixteen; But Even In That I Think He
Has Missed It.
Bartow Has Grown Immensely Fat. Mrs. A. Has Recovered And Walks About.
There Has Been A Serious Attempt To Institute Masquerade. It Has Not
Succeeded, Nor Is It Yet Abandoned.
We (You And I) Have Both Neglected One Duty Of Civility. Some Weeks
Ago Mrs. Jackson Was Polite Enough To Call On You, With Miss Jackson
And Miss Brown, Who Left You Cards. You Have Never Returned The Visit.
I Beg You To Do It Without Delay. Doctor Edwards Will Probably Make
Time To Go With You For A Few Minutes. It Is At Doctor Jackson'S In
Third-Street, Between High And Arch.
Our House In Partition-Street Is Very Neatly Finished, And Pleases Me
Much; So Much That I Propose To Inhabit It Upon Our Return From
Philadelphia, At Least Until The Hot Weather.
You Are Now In The Arms Of Somnus, Or Ought To Be; For Though I Date
My Letter The 5Th, It Is In Truth About Half Past Eleven At Night Of
The 4Th. So Wants Half An Hour Of The 5Th. Dream On. _Salutem_.
A. Burr.
Chapter XVII Pg 375To Theodosia.
Bristol, 14Th September, 1795.
Saturday Night I Lodged At Elizabethtown, And, After Two Wettings,
Dined On Sunday With General Freelinghuysen. Madame (Late Miss Yard)
Asked Much After You, As Did Maria, The General'S Daughter. The Family
Is A Picture Of Cheerfullness And Happiness. At Princeton (To-Day) I
Met Le Mercier, Who Is Well, Except A Broken Scull, A Face Disfigured,
And Some Bruises About The Ribs--Considerable Deductions, You Will
Say, From The "Corpore Sano." They Are The Effects Of A Very Huge
Beating Bestowed On Him (Gratis) By Two Gentlemen Of The Town. He Had
Some Difference With One Of Them, Who Had Challenged Him, Which Le
Mercier Refused, Not Being A Christian-Like And Clerical Way Of
Settling Differences. So The Challenger, With A Friend (For L. M.
Could Have Thrashed Him Singly), Took An Opportunity To Catch Poor Le
Mercier Alone, And Discussed The Subject With Him In The Manner Above
Stated.
Your Friends Miss Stockton And Miss Smith Said Some Civil Things About
You, And Send Abundance Of Love, Which I Promised Them I Would Forget
To Deliver.
My Journey Thus Far Has Been Wonderfully Fortunate, Having Only
Overset Once And Broken Down Once, Which, Considering That I Am
Seventy Miles On My Route, Is, For Me, A Very Small List Of
Grievances; But I Shall Count It Full Measure If I Am Prevented From
Entering Philadelphia To-Morrow, Which Is A Little To Be Apprehended.
You Must Pay Off Meance And Hewlet For Their Attendance On You And
Natalie. [5] They Must Be Paid Regularly At The End Of Each Month. I
Forgot It. Get Their Accounts, And Give Them An Order On Strong For
The Amount. When Either Of You Want Money, Roger Strong Will Furnish
It. Pray Settle Also Your Account With Madame Senat, And Write Me That
These Things Are Done.
Tell Mr. Martel That I Request That All The Time He Can Spare You Be
Devoted To Latin; That I Have Provided You With A Teacher Of French,
That No Part Of His Attention Might Be Taken Off. I Will Send From
Philadelphia The Certificate He Requested, Which Escaped My Memory
While At New-York.
I Fear It Will Puzzle You All To Decipher This. You May Show To Mr.
Martel The Clause Which Relates To Him. Salutem, Chere Theodosia.
A. Burr.
Chapter XVII Pg 376To Theodosia.
Philadelphia, 17Th September, 1795.
By This Post I Received A Letter From Colonel Ward, Requesting Leave
To Remove His Family Into My House, Richmond Hill. He Lives, You May
Recollect, In The Part Of The Town Which Is Said To Be Sickly. I Could
Not Therefore Refuse. He Will Call On You To Go Out With Him. You Had
Better, Immediately On Receipt Of This, Go Out Yourself, And Apprize
Anthony And Peggy.
Your Letter To Kersaint Is Much To The Purpose. It Came By This Day'S
Mail, Though Put In The Postoffice On Tuesday, But After The Closing
Of The Mail. With It I Have Also Received Your Letter, Written, I
Suppose, On Tuesday Evening, Because It Speaks Of The Circus; But, As
Usual, Without Date. I Beg That, When You Sit Down To Write A Letter,
You Will Begin By Putting A Date At The Top; This Will Then Presently
Become A Habit, And Will Never Be Omitted.
I Am Sorry, Very Sorry That You Are Obliged To Submit To Some Reproof.
Indeed, I Fear That Your Want Of Attention And Politeness, And Your
Awkward Postures, Require It. As You Appear Desirous To Get Rid Of
These Bad Habits, I Hope You Will Soon Afford No Room For Ill-Nature
Itself To Find Fault With You--I Mean In These Particulars; For As To
What Regards Your Heart And Your Motives Of Action, I Know Them To Be
Good, Amiable, And Pure. But To Return To The Subject Of Manners, &C.
I Have Often Seen Madame At Table, And Other Situations, Pay You The
Utmost Attention; Offer You Twenty Civilities, While You Appeared
Scarcely Sensible That She Was Speaking To You; Or, At The Most,
Replied With A Cold _Remercie_, Without Even A Look Of Satisfaction Or
Complacency. A Moment'S Reflection Will Convince You That This Conduct
Will Be Naturally Construed Into Arrogance; As If You Thought That All
Attention Was _Due_ To You, And As If You Felt Above Showing The Least
To Anybody. I Know That You Abhor Such Sentiments, And That You Are
Incapable Of Being Actuated By Them. Yet You Expose Yourself To The
Censure Without Intending Or Knowing It. I Believe You Will In Future
Avoid It. Observe How Natalie Replies To The Smallest Civility Which
Is Offered To Her.
Your Habit Of Stooping And Bringing Your Shoulders Forward On To Your
Breast Not Only Disfigures You, But Is Alarming On Account Of The
Injury To Your Health. The Continuance In This Vile Habit Will
Certainly Produce A Consumption: Then Farewell Papa; Farewell
Pleasure; Farewell Life! This Is No Exaggeration; No Fiction To Excite
Your Apprehensions. But, Setting Aside This Distressing Consideration,
I Am Astonished That You Have No More Pride In Your Appearance. You
Will Certainly Stint Your Growth And Disfigure Your Person.
Receive With Calmness Every Reproof, Whether Made Kindly Or Unkindly;
Whether Just Or Unjust. Consider Within Yourself Whether There Has
Been No Cause For It. If It Has Been Groundless And Unjust,
Nevertheless Bear It With Composure, And Even With Complacency.
Remember That One In The Situation Of Madame Has A Thousand Things To
Fret The Temper; And You Know That One Out Of Humour, For Any Cause
Whatever, Is Apt To Vent It On Every Person That Happens To Be In The
Way. We Must Learn To Bear These Things; And, Let Me Tell You, That
You Will Always Feel Much Better, Much Happier, For Having Borne With
Serenity The Spleen Of Any One, Than If You Had Returned Spleen For
Spleen.
You Will, I Am Sure, My Dear Theodosia, Pardon Two Such Grave Pages
From One Who Loves You, And Whose Happiness Depends Very Much On
Yours. Read It Over Twice. Make Me No Promises On The Subject. On My
Return, I Shall See In Half An Hour Whether What I Have Written Has
Been Well Or Ill Received. If Well, It Will Have Produced An Effect. I
Have Sent Alexis With Your Letter To Kersaint While I Write This.
After Closing Of The Mail I Shall Present Myself. To-Morrow Morning I
Take Stage For Baltimore; Thence To Washington, &C. You Shall
Certainly Hear Often From Me. You Have Not Yet Acknowledged The
Receipt Of My Letter From Bristol. R. Strong Has Received His, Written
At The Same Time. Having Many Letters To Answer By This Mail, I Cannot
Add Any Thing Sprightly To This Dull Letter. One Dull Thing You Will
Hear Me Repeat Without Disgust, That I Am Your Affectionate Friend,
A. Burr
Chapter XVII Pg 377To Theodosia.
City Of Washington, 23D September, 1795.
I Write From The House Of Our Friends, Law And Duncanson, Where I Make
My Home. Miss Duncanson, Who Is Mistress Of The House, Is A Very
Sprightly, Sensible, Ladylike Woman. My Remarks On
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