The confusion around me and the perpetual interruptions render it almost impossible for me to write a word I shall therefore only say that and Charles I are well and that I cannot see the day on which I shall leave St Petersburg as every thing appears to go wrong—

As you are in France I have thought it best to sell every thing that I can sell as the frig[ate] to America from will cost almost as much as the things are worth—You have given me no positive directions therefore if I do wrong it is unintentional Mon Ami, I am so afraid of cold looks I am so incapable of business that I fear every thing I do—

Adieu God Bless you remember that in all my distresses I look to your affection as my reward—ever yours