| My Dearest Friend | Quincy December 15 1795 |
This is the Sixteenth day since you left me, and I have not yet
heard a word from you, I hope tomorrows post will bring me a Letter; I wrote you on the
10th, the day before yesterday was the first winter weather we have had, a pretty Severe
Snow storm lasted through the day, it fell moist & the raind the day
before renders it bad for wheels & worse for a Sled, the weather is so moderate
to day that it will run fast, our people got the clover all coverd on Saturday,
yesterday Deacon French calld to setle his account, and his conscience not only
permitted him to take the 4/6 pr day but to Charge 16. Shillings in addition for his
plow, I paid him 45 dollars wanting two Shillings, you have seen no doubt the Federilism
of Govr Gilman in New Hampshire, Maryland too has manifested
their Approbation, and even Virginia was almost persuaded, they comprehend the absurdity
of it is, and it is not, or I do not conceive how they could approve of the presidents
conduct, and approve of their Senators conduct too. I am all impatience for the
presidents speach. O for Authority, and I would humble all Jacobinical wretches in the
dust, I may safely say this Since France their great exampler has done so, I long to
hear from our dear Children abroad, we have not been so long since their arrival as now,
without hearing from them.
Let me hear as often as possible from you and write me all the News you will venture upon,
my best regards to all inquiring Friends / from your ever affectionate
Abigail Adams
mrs Brisler and Family are well, she is here to day and desires to be rememberd to her Husband.