Adams Family Correspondence, volume 12
th1797
Least I should forget it, I acknowledge the receipt of ten Dollars
you sent while I was at Haverhill, but in the multiplicity of my thoughts I for-got to
mention it—1 you will please to excuse
me— I have conversed with Mr Attwood about receiving pay for his expences he absolutely
refuses taking anything for his trouble— The extra, charges I have seen payed, by mony
Mr Attwood, & I found in his trunk, some of which you gave him, & between thirty
& forty dollars, which he had obtained by the sale of lemmons &ccc— He had
likewise a new watch which cost him twenty Dollars— Mr William Smith made me a visit,
& gave the nurse, more than any other woman, but Mr Atwoods
Sister ought to have— As Mr Atwood would not take anything, I supposed no one
could have any objection against his making what use he pleased of Cousin Charles’s
Cloathing, taking them for his other prentics, or what he chose— Mr Atwood has likewise
spoken for decent gravestones, which are now doing, & will be set in the Spring— If
Louisa has any lines, comprehensive, short & perspicuous that she would like to have
engraved, I wish she would send them on, as soon as possible—
Your Grand Children are well, & are in a very good way— Cousin
William loves to be quiet, but John beats all for noise— I ask him what you did with
him, & how his mamma could bear it— We have talked coaxed, flattered, & assumed
a sterner manner, & all does not avail, but for a moment— I cry soft—soft my
Child—instead of “steady steady,” which was of so much service to the Prince2—but it is not from ill will, but a shocking
habit of speaking as sharp, & as loud, as a boatswain—or a coachman driving over
pavements— He is a dear boy notwithstanding—& we all love him— I was very glad you
checked the Children about going to Boston— I feared I should have tears, but I did not
see any— What you, & their mamma writ was of service & it strengthened our
authority, & gave sancttion to our advice— Their Aunt Shaw was so good as to send
for them, to keep thansgiving with her—sent them a nice ginerbread, & an excellent
letter— This was a new trial for their manliness—but I easily perswaded them to tarry
here till the Spring— Cousin John said he would not go, if William did—& they appear
quite easy— Indeed they should—for I am sure they are better off than thousands—they
have necessaries & comforts— The Cotton you sent made them three 331 Shirts a peice, exactly. & I have made each of them a pair of trowsers out of a
riding coat, which was tight, & I never had worn but 5 or 6 times—& I thought it
would be better than any I could purchase for them— I have knit Cousin Williams Stocks,
Johns I have not knit, because his mother sent word she had some she should convey to
us—& I supposed he had better wear those out, as there was none younger to take
them— Cousin John improves in writing you will see, & William too— William’s manners
are muh softer, & they are both much more respectful than they were—but still my
Sister it is necessary to add precept, to precept, & line upon line— if I did not
find my own Children always deviating from rectitude, I
should think other peoples Children had not been taught propriety of behaviour— I
conclude therefore, that it is best never to put Children under the care of those who
have not been Parents—nor of those, who cannot remember how they conducted in their
youth—
I have not heard from Quincy for several weeks, I fear Eliza Smith will triffle away a worthy friend—but it is a delicate point for me to say, or to urge a connection, I presume the difference of age being, upon what is called the wrong side, is an insurmountable objection—sad—sad I think— I had a letter from my William—he has got the Influency, it is prevalent here— I hope he will come home soon to your Sister
RC (Adams
Papers); endorsed: “Mrs Shaw / decbr 19 1797.”
See AA to Peabody, 25 Sept., above.
Possibly a reference to John Bancks, The
History of the Life and Reign of William III. King of England, Prince of Orange, and
Hereditary Stadtholder of the United Provinces, London, 1744, in which an
attempt by the English in 1678 to lure the Dutch into declaring war on France was
rebuffed by the Prince of Orange, who said, “Was ever any Thing so hot and so cold as
this Court of yours? Will the King that has been so often at Sea never learn a Word
that I shall never forget since my last Passage? When in a great Storm the Captain was
all Night crying out to the Man at the Helm, Steady, Steady, Steady” (p. 126).