Adams Family Correspondence, volume 4
1782-03-17
Altho I know not of a single opportunity by which I can convey to You my constant anxiety
and solicitude for your Health; or obtain from you any knowledge of your present situation,
yet I cannot refrain writing my sentiments upon the knowledge I have been able to obtain
concerning you here. There has been a motion in C
I have been in daily expectation for months past, that Letters would arrive from you
requesting leave to resign your employments; and return again to your Native Land, assured at
least of finding one Friend in the Bosom of Portia, who is sick,
sick of a world in which selfishness predominates, who is sick of counsels unstable as the
wind, and of a servility to which she hopes your mind, will never bend.
Most sincerely can she unite with you in the wish of a sequestered Life, the shades of Virmont, the uncultivated Heath are preferable in her mind to the servility of a court.
Some writer observes “that censure is a tax that a Man pays the publick for being eminent.”1 It is in the power of every Man to preserve his probity; but no man living has it in his power to say that he can preserve his reputation. Is it not in your power to withdraw yourself from a situation in which you are certain, no honour can be obtained to yourself or Country? Why Letters have not reached America from you as well as from the minister at Versails, and Madrid since the extrodonary revocation of former powers, I cannot devine— unless purposely stoped by Intrigues and Cabals. The minister at Madrid has done himself and country Honour by refuseing to take a part in the New instructions.2
What changes may have taken place in the cabinets abroad since the Capture of Cornwallis, we have not yet learnt. If America does not improve it to her own advantage, she is deficient in that Spirit of Independance which has on former occasions distinguished her.
It is true that her Finances are rather in an unpleasent state. Her Faith has been so often
pledged, and having no stable funds, it has been so often forfeited to the undoing of those
who confided most, that their is a distrust amongst her best Friends;
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Thus far I wrote and laid by my pen untill I could hear of an opportunity of conveyance. By
a Letter last evening received from my unkle I was informed of a vessel soon to sail for
France.3 I reasume my pen, but my trembling
anxious Heart scarcly knows what to dictate to it. Should I discribe all that has passd within
it, since I heard of your illness, you would pitty its distresses. I fear the anxiety you have
felt for the disgracefull concequences which your
“O thou whose Friendship is my joy and pride
Whose Virtues warm me; and whose precepts guide
Say A. amidst the toils of anxious State
does not thy secreet soul desire retreat?
dost thou not wish the task, the duty done
Thy Busy life at length might be thy own
that to thy Loved philosophy resign'd
No care might ruffle thy unbended mind?”
It is this hope, this distant Idea that cheers my languid spirits and supports me through domestick perplexities. I mentioned to you that I had received no Letters from you of a later date than July, and in a former Letter I acquainted you that our dear Charles arrived here in January in good Health,5 and by him I first learnt that you had been sick. My Friends were not Ignorant of it, having some months before been made acquainted with it; by Letters from Mr. Ingraham to Mr. Daws, but they had carefully concealed it from me, knowing the distress it would give me, and supposeing it would be long before I should hear again from you. Your Letter to Charles in Bilboa greatly alarmed me.6 God Grant that you may have recoverd your Health, and preserve a Life essential to the happiness of Portia. What a cordial, what a comfort would a Letter, with the happy tidings of 295your returned Health prove to the distressed Bosom of Portia. Heaven grant it speedily.
Charles is perfectly happy in his safe return, to his dear Native Land, to which he appears the more attached from having visited foreign climes. May the promiseing dawn of future usefullness grow with his Growth and strengthen with his Strength whilst it sweetens the declining Life of those to whom he is most dear.
Major Jackson to whose care you intrusted him, was high in his praises'es and commendations.
As I did not know in what situation he was placed, I inquired of Major Jackson. He informd me
that when he arrived at Bilboa he drew a Bill upon you for money to answer his expences, that
he had kept an account of Charles's which together with a small Balance he would leave at Col.
Crafts where he lodged in Boston for me; he was a second time at Braintree, but said he had
forgot his papers. Soon after he went for Philadelphia, and I heard no more of him; or his
papers—which after a reasonable time I thought proper to inquire for, at his Lodgings, but was
assured nothing was ever left for me. With regard to Charles passage the Captain and owners
demand 25 guineys for it, which my unkle thinks very extravagent as he is well acquainted with
passages, having both paid and received them from Bilboa, 80 dollors being the extent, he ever
gave or received even when the Captain found stores,7 which was not now the case, but the Capt
You are loosing all opportunities for helping yourself, for those who are daily becomeing more and more unworthy of your Labours and who will neither care for you or your family when their own turn is served—so selfish are mankind. I know this is a language you are unwilling to hear. I wish it was not a truth which I daily experience.
I do not recollect through all your absence that I have ever found the person who has been inclined to consider me or my situation either on account of my being destitute of your assistance or that you are devoteing your time and talents to the publick Service (Mr. Tracy excepted who has twice refused the freight of a few articles from Bilboa).10 It is true my spirit is too independant to ask favours. I would fain believe you have Friends who would assist me if I really stood in need, but whilst I can help myself I will not try them. I will not ask a person to lend me money who would demand 30 per cent for it. I never yet borrowed for my expences, nor do I mean to do it. Charles passage I must draw upon you for, if they will not take a Bill. They may wait your return for borrow I will not. I shall add a list of a few articles which I wish you to send me, or rather Bring—as you will I hope whatever you have in the House keeping way, when ever you return.
I should be glad the List may be given to the House of Ingraham &c. They best know what will suit here and do Buisness with more judgement and exactness as I found by what they once put up before. I shall depend wholy upon the remittances you may make me from time to time in the same way you have done. As to draughts I can make none but with loss. Goods are dull, but do better than Bills. Not a word from John since he went to Russia, not a Line from Mr. Thaxter. If I have not time to write to him, let him know that his Friends are well and his Sister Loring has a daughter.11
Mrs. Dana was well this week. Her Brother and sister dined here to day. So did our Milton Friends who desired to be rememberd to you. Mrs. Gray is this week to be married to Mr. S.A. Otis. Are you not too old to wonder? Mr. Cranch is recovering from a very dangerous Sickness in which his Friends all dispaired of his Life. My regards to all my Friends abroad. Nabby, Charles, Tom send duty to Pappa and long again to see him.
When o when will the happy day arrive that shall restore him to the affectionate Bosom of
A set of china blew and white for a dining table consisting of Dishes and plates.
12 yd of crimson damask 12 yd of f
Closing quotation mark conjecturally supplied. Possibly it belongs at the end of the following sentence.
See John Jay to the President of Congress, 20 Sept. 1781, quoted in Morris, Peacemakers
, p. 245–246.
Presumably a letter from Isaac Smith Sr.; it has not been found.
Blank in MS.
A recent letter or letters from AA to JA are missing. Her latest recorded letter is that of 23 Dec. 1781, above, which mentions that she had received no letter from him later than May 1781.
Letter not found.
That is, furnished meals, &c.
On this complicated transaction see the exchanges between AA and Hugh
Hill
AA's plan to purchase land in Vermont was now at least a year old, and before long she was to act on it. See AA to JA, 23 April 1781, above, and esp. 25 April 1782, below, with references in note 4 there.
Probably Nathaniel Tracy, Newburyport shipowner.
Joanna Quincy Thaxter had in 1780 married Thomas Loring (History of
the Town of Hingham, Hingham, 1893, 3: 35).
1782-03-17
Some days agone I received a letter from you dated May last. The true reason why I have not written to you since I have been in Europe, is, that as you expect that my letters would be very entertaining, by the variety of the subjects, that I have had to write upon, I do not wish to disappoint you by writing letters that would give you no pleasure. But as you have begun, I can no longer excuse myself, and must do as well as I can.
I am at present distant 2000 of our miles from my father, but my being with Mr.
D
Perhaps you would be glad to hear something about this country; I will give you briefly what I know about it.
The Empire of Russia is supposed to be the largest in the world but it was formerly of no
consideration in Europe. It was indeed plunged into the lowest degree of barbarism, when Peter
the first 298very justly surnamed the
Great came to the throne. He was born in 1672. At twenty five years of age he went into
Holland to the village of Saardam, and there enrolled himself as a common ship-carpenter,
until he had learned the art of ship-building. He applied himself by turns to every sort of
the mechanicks, and in the mean time reformed his country. The following is an eulogy of this
prince by Thomson in his Winter.
Barbarianhe subdued,
Man.
Europe, home he goes!
Euxinehears the Baltick roar,
Alexanderof the North,
Slothflies the land, and
ignorance, and
vice
exampleshew'd.1
The famous Voltaire has written a history of the Empire of Russia, under Peter the great, which altho' it is very partial towards this country, yet it is well worth reading, as it gives an idea of what, that extraordinary prince was.
Please to present my best respects to your Pappa and Mamma and love to your brother and sister.
A celebrated passage (lines 950–987) from “Winter,” the first-written but last-placed
section of James Thomson's perdurably popular poem The Seasons
(1726–1730).