201Thomas Jefferson to Martha Jefferson Randolph, 4 August 1818 (Jefferson Papers)
All our members, except 3 who came not at all arrived on Saturday morning so that we got to work by 10. aclock, and finished yesterday evening. we are detained till this morning for fair copies of our report. Staunton had 2. votes, Lexington 3. the Central college 16. I have never seen business done with so much order, & harmony, nor an abler nor pleasanter society. we have been well served...
202From Thomas Jefferson to Martha Jefferson Randolph, 26 February 1792 (Jefferson Papers)
We are in daily expectation of hearing of your safe return to Monticello, and all in good health. The season is now coming on when I shall envy your occupations in the feilds and garden, while I am shut up drudging within four walls. Maria is well and lazy, therefore does not write. Your friends Mrs. Trist and Mrs. Waters are well also, and often enquire after you. We have nothing new or...
203From Thomas Jefferson to Martha Jefferson Randolph, 1 June 1807 (Jefferson Papers)
I am in hopes this evening’s mail will bring me information that you are all well, tho in the mean time this letter will have gone on. my health has been constant since my return here. I inclose a newspaper for mr Randolph, a magazine for yourself, and a piece of poetry for Ellen. tell her she is to consider this as a substitute for a letter and that I debit her account accordingly. I shall...
204From Thomas Jefferson to Martha Jefferson Randolph, 27 March 1797 (Jefferson Papers)
I wrote to Mr. Randolph two or three days ago, but I imagine he will recieve the letter at Richmond on his way up: for we expect he will of course come up this week. He has a more dangerous competitor in Billy Wood than had arisen before. But I hear little about it. I arrived in good health at home this day sennight. The mountain had then been in bloom ten days. I find that the natural...
205From Thomas Jefferson to Martha Jefferson Randolph, 2 July 1826 (Jefferson Papers)
A death-bed Adieu. Life’s visions are vanished, it’s dreams are no more. Dear friends of my bosom, why bathed in tears? I go to my fathers; I welcome the shore, which crowns all my hopes, or which buries my cares. Then farewell my dear, my lov’d daughter, Adieu! The last pang of life is in parting from you! Two Seraphs await me, long shrouded in death: I will bear them your love on my last...