Gerry! Gerry! Gerry! You was the last of my Colleagues! I am left alone! It cannot be long before I Shall Join you. What Tidings Shall I carry to you? That a total degeneracy has prevail’d ; or that the ancient Virtues are revived?

Are there none who rejoice in this Exit? I Shall Soon give them another moment of delight: and much good may it, do them.

Ames and Parsons Sett the World in a howl of Grief. Dana and Gerry die, without Ceremony!

I cannot write of the amiable Family. The thought of them affects me too much; more than I can bear.

The 37th. Psalm cannot be reconciled to the History or Experience of this Life. It must have a prophetic relation to another and a better.

Present my Compliments to your Daughters, and if they are reading the Discourses on Davila, pray them to compare him with the History of the World Since 1789. Your Friend