To John Page
Annapolis May. 25. 1766.
I received your last by T. Nelson whom I luckily met on my road hither. Surely never did small hero experience greater misadventures than I did on the first two or three days of my travelling. Twice did my horse run away with me and greatly endanger the breaking my neck on the first day. On the second I drove two hours through as copious a rain as ever I have seen, without meeting with a single house to which I could repair for shelter. On the third in going through Pamunkey, being unacquainted with the ford, I passed through water so deep as to run over the cushion as I sat on it, and to add to the danger, at that instant one wheel mounted a rock which I am confident was as high as the axle, and rendered it necessary for me to exercise all my skill in the doctrine of gravity, in order to prevent the center of gravity from being left unsupported the consequence of which would according to Bob. Carter’s opinion have been the corruition of myself, chair and all into the water. Whether that would have been the case or not, let the learned determine: it was not convenient for me to try the experiment at that time, and I therefore threw my whole weight on the mounted wheel and escaped the danger. I confess that on this occasion I was seised with a violent hydrophobia. I had the pleasure of passing two or three days on my way hither at the two Will. Fitzhugh’s and Colo. Harrison’s where were S. Potter, P. Stith, and Ben Harrison, since which time I have seen no face known to me before, except Capt. Mitchell’s who is here. But I will now give you some account of what I have seen in this Metropolis. The assembly happens to be sitting at this time. Their upper and lower house, as they call them, sit in different houses. I went into the lower, sitting in an old court-house, which, judging from it’s form and appearance, was built in the year one. I was surprised on approaching it to hear as great a noise and hubbub as you will usually observe at a publick meeting of the planters in Virginia. The first object which struck me after my entrance was the figure of a little old man dressed but indifferently, with a yellow queüe wig on, and mounted in the judge’s chair. This the gentleman who walked with me informed me was the speaker, a man of a very fair character, but who by the bye has very little the air of a speaker. At one end of the justices’ bench stood a man whom in another place I should from his dress and phis have taken for Goodall the lawyer in Williamsburgh, reading a bill then before the house with a schoolboy tone and an abrupt pause at every half dozen words. This I found to be the clerk of the assembly. The mob (for such was their appearance) sat covered on the justices’ and lawyers’ benches, and were divided into little clubs amusing themselves in the common chit chat way. I was surprised to see them address the speaker without rising from their seats, and three, four, and five at a time without being checked. When [a motion was] made, the speaker instead of putting the question in the usual form only asked the gentlemen whether they chose that such or such a thing should be done, and was answered by a yes sir, or no sir: and tho’ the voices appeared frequently to be divided, they never would go to the trouble of dividing the house, but the clerk entered the resolutions, I supposed, as he thought proper. In short every thing seems to be carried without the house in general’s knowing what was proposed. The situation of this place is extremely beautiful, and very commodious for trade having a most secure port capable of receiving the largest vessels, those of 400 hh’ds being able to brush against the sides of the dock. The houses are in general better than those in Williamsburgh, but the gardens more indifferent. The two towns seem much of a size. They have no publick buildings worth mentioning except a governor’s house, the hull of which after being nearly finished, they have suffered to go to ruin. I would give you an account of the rejoicings here on the repeal of the stamp act but this you will probably see in print before my letter can reach you. I shall proceed tomorrow to Philadelphia where I shall make the stay necessary for inoculation, thence going on to New York. I shall return by water to Williamsburgh, about the middle of July, till which time you have the prayers of Dear Page your affectionate friend,
P. S. I should be glad if you could in some indirect manner, without discovering that it was my desire, let J. Randolph know when I propose to be in the city of Williamsburgh.
RC (NN). Addressed: “Mr John Page jun’r in York Virginia.”
Since TJ’s surviving Account Books begin in 1767, it is not possible to trace his route north with perfect accuracy. His accident occurred while fording the Pamunky River, the principal tributary of the York, though since this was not on the route from Albemarle to Annapolis, TJ perhaps started from Williamsburg. Corruition: Apparently coined by TJ from Lat. corruo, to collapse or tumble down. The following commentary on TJ’s account of the Maryland Assembly was furnished by Mr. Morris L. Radoff, Archivist, Hall of Records, Annapolis:
“The Assembly to which Jefferson referred had been elected in 1764. This was its third meeting: it opened on May 9 and was prorogued on May 27, 1766. The ‘courthouse’ in which the Lower House met was the State House constructed over the ruins of the first Capitol, which burned in 1704. The new building was used for the first time in 1706 and was therefore 60 years old at this time. The detached building in which the Upper House met is presumed to have been the old Armory. Other observers recorded equally bad impressions of the building, and it was shortly thereafter torn down to make way for the beautiful structure now standing on the same site. The Speaker of the Lower House at this session was Colonel Robert Lloyd of Queen Anne’s County; the clerk, Michael Macnemara. It cannot be certain, of course, that these are the gentlemen to whom Jefferson referred with so little admiration. The behavior of the members of the Lower House and its careless manner of conducting business are traditional. The port which Jefferson admired has long since become part of the U.S. Naval Academy grounds. The Governor’s house was begun for Governor Bladen; it remained unfinished until it was occupied by St. John’s College after the Revolution. It is now called McDowell Hall.”