Phyladelphia Feb. 22 . 1799
My Dearest Friend
I went last night to the Ball, where the Company Suffered more by the cold which was excessive than I ever knew any Company Suffer in my Life. The Dancers only were comfortable. I came home and went into a warm bed and had a fine Perspiration, occasioned I believe by my drinking three Glasses of Madeira Wine at supper and two more after I came home, which has relieved me from all cold and I feel very well this morning. The Company owing to the Weather was not large.
I am very anxious to hear from you having no Letter Since the 10th. Your Sickness last Summer, fall and Winter has been to me the severest Tryal I ever endured. Not that I am at this moment without other Tryals enough for one Man. I may Adopt the Words of a celebrated Statesman, whom however I Should not wish to resemble in many Things. “And now, good judge, Says he, let me ask you, whether you believe that my Situation in the World is perfectly as I could wish it; whether You imagine that I meet with no shock from my Superiours, no Perversness from my equals, no impertinence from my Inferiours? If you fancy me in Such a State of bliss you are wide from the mark.”
I have planned out So Much Work for myself that I Shall not be able to go Eastward, till some time after the Rising of Congress. But every Day will seem long. I hope Thomas has restored You to rest and Health.— I am my Dearest friend / yours forever,
MHi: Adams Papers.