How it came to pass I know not, but so the Fact is, that neither of your Letters to me came to Hand till the Day before Yesterday, when they were delivered to the President1 by Gen. Schuylers last Express.

Mr. Duane just now accidentally told me that your Brother2 was about to leave this Town, and I am now retired to the Lobby, in a Hurry to say a Word or two to you.

I confess I was a little hurt at not being favoured with a Line from you, especially as your writing to others convinced me that it was in your Power. The Matter is now explained and I have only to regret the accident by which the Letter was detained.

I most sincerely condole with you on the Loss of your good Father3 and my good Friend. The many Instances of Friendship and Attention recieved from him and the Family will always command my Gratitude and interest me in every Thing that concerns them.

Something hangs about Harry that I dont understand & probably never shall unless you and I should hereafter confer upon the Subject. On hearing of his being in town I took Ph. Livingston4 with and went to his Lodgings to pay him a Visit Intending unless preengaged to take him Home to dine with me. I asked him whether he dined out that Day—he told me he should dine with Mr. Duane &c at Smiths, on which I replied that I would do myself the Pleasure of dining with him, which I accordingly did. From that Day to this I have not seen his Face except in the Street or at some Gentlemans House.

I am not without my suspicions relative to his Behaviour which you will easily guess & which shall in due Time be explained to you. Lest this Letter should miss him I must conclude—tho I have much to say—Adieu my dear Robert, I am your afft Friend