I have not receiv’d a Line from you since that of Sept. 7. now near a Month. I have waited with impatience the Arrival of every Post.— But not a Word.— All your Acquaintance are continually enquiring what News from you.— I have none. Judge what I must feel, what they must think, and tell me what I am to think of such Neglect. I must suppose it Neglect: for if your Fever had return’d, and you were unable to write, surely your Father, or somebody would have inform’d me of it.— I shall continue however till this Conduct of yours is clear’d up, hoping it may be explain’d to my Satisfaction, Your affectionate Grandfather