The Hague 31. May 1797.
I have received my kind friend’s letters of 3d, 16th: and 19th: of May, and am impatiently waiting to hear from you and your father again. I am going this day on a tour to Amsterdam, where I shall make the arrangements for my immediate departure; so that I shall probably not remain here long enough to receive your reply to this Letter. There are many difficulties in the way of any arrangement that I can take.—The situation of the Country to which I am going is not the least of them.—It is extremely precarious, as Portugal [. . .] every prospect of becoming the seat of War.
My brother has returned from Paris after passing a month there, very agreeably. I have been in the meantime very much engaged, and am so still. It is a poor apology to you for writing you so shortly but it is the best, and the only one I have.—You make frequent use of the appellation “my Adams”.—I do not like it.—It is a stile of address that looks too much like that of novels. A bare proper Name does not sound or look well for a Man, in real life.—I have endeavoured to habituate myself to it, because you appear fond of using it; but it looks to me more and more uncouth and awkward.
Remember me kindly to all the family, and believe me ever affectionately / yours