To Deborah Franklin
ALS: American Philosophical Society; letterbook draft: Library of Congress
London, Jan. 6. 1773.
My dear Child,
I feel still some Regard for this Sixth of January, as my old nominal Birth-day, tho’ the Change of Stile has carried the real Day forward to the 17th, when I shall be, if I live till then, 67 Years of Age. It seems but t’other Day since you and I were rank’d among the Boys and Girls, so swiftly does Time fly! We have however great Reason to be thankful that so much of our Lives has pass’d so happily; and that so great a Share of Health and Strength remains, as to render Life yet comfortable.
I received your kind Letter of Nov. 16. by Sutton. The Apples are not yet come on shore, but I thank you for them. Capt. All was so good as to send me a Barrel of excellent ones, which serve me in the meantime.6 I rejoice to hear that you all continue well. But you have so us’d me to have something pretty about the Boy, that I am a little disappointed in finding nothing more of him than that he is gone up to Burlington.7 Pray give in your next as usual, a little of his History.
All our Friends here are pleas’d with your remembring them, and send their Love to you. Give mine to all that enquire concerning me, and a good deal to our Children. I am ever, my dear Debby, Your affectionate Husband
6. See BF’s next letter to DF below, Feb. 2.
7. See above, XIX, 373. DF could scarcely have produced “something pretty” about the Kingbird in his absence; her tidbits were drawn from her own observation of the child.