her much lov'd friend Miss Simpson last week, but her health pre- Much company is with us, and I must leave writing you. The No. 5. & most affec. B'r, SAM'L B. WEBB. BROTHER JACK :-You do not deserve a letter. You are indebted to me almost a quire of paper, and I must insist you balance your account immediately, without delay. · Yours, &c., S. B. WEBB. DEAR SISTER-I began with an intention to write our brother, but on second thought, as I cannot write to but one this week, I have altered, and shall say a few words to you. I am not in a humor to write you a long circumstantial letter, most of the week I have spent at Middletown, returned last evening, and am neither sick or well, but rather in a stupid, senseless mood. Mr. Simpson, 'ere this reaches you, will be on his way here. I cannot but regret his not waiting on you and bringing] Miss Peggy up with him, as Mr. Brymer is to accompany him I think it would be very convenient. I had said everything in my power on the subject, but 'twas like talking to the wind. Your friends, many of them, think you very indifferent about them-They are continually enquiring when you intend paying us a visit. 'Tis always the case when I write at the same table with our sister Hetty. She twitches away my paper and has ten thousand questions of no manner of consequence to ask me, and is so very good natured when she gets into one of these fits that it makes me laugh, and I cannot but humor her, let me be ever so much engaged. She calls me "her old man," &c. I could wish ever so much to live as happy,as I now do in the company and conversation of this our sister-She is indeed a very good girl, and seems to put great dependence and confidence in me, at the 三 이 Софи same time 'tis my duty as well as inclination to pay a particular- consequence his care and attention is turned to another Hetty and myself are therefore at present, inseparable. She goes nowhere un less brother Samuel attends her. While I was this week at Middle- SAM'L B. Webb. To our brother Wm. I desire to be remembered. No. 6. To Ms Darah Simpson. 2 Folio 74 WETHERSFIELD, Saturday, March 18, 1775. MY DEAR SISTER:-Your last letter to me has been fully answered, which now lies by me, and on a second perusal have concluded not to send it you, but promise you a perusal of it the first time I see you, which I hope may be soon. It alluded particularly to what you said to me in regard to my conversation with Parson Walter. I wrote it immediately on the receipt of yours, and no doubt every line showed the sentiment of my heart.ours to me gave me more uneasiness and less satisfaction than any ever received -//-/ from you. I shall say no further on the subject than that I am not the least uneasy for any part of my conversation with the Parson, Lam confident that I have said nor done anything to deserve censure. God knows I had it not in my heart,but to treat him with the respect due him. If plain honesty is capable of giving one offence,-I shall I fear be often blamed by this censorious world Be that as it may, I will, while I have life, speak the sentiments (If I say anything) & dictates of an honest heart to MAN, WOMAN and CHILD. Assured of this in my own breast, I shall Endeavor not to regard the Malicious designs of too many of my fellow mortals. འཐ You are entirely Mistaken, My Dear, Dear Sister, in saying that an le. вс me "I am the cause of Hetty's not visiting you." The most I ever said Since the departure of our guest and friend, Mr. Brymer, I Your friend & Most affectionate Brother, SAM'L B. WEBB. P. S.-My respects to your amiable friend, friend and sister, to Br. William, &c., who I hope is well and in spirits. Once more adieu. By-the-by, I had forgot to tell you, your gentleman is as uneasy as a fish out of water to get back, tho' we do everything in our power to make his tarry here agreeable. He says he is as easy here as he can possibly be in any place on Earth, HOME excepted. No. 7. WETHERSFIELD, March 22d, 1775. a This, my ever Dear Sister, will be received by our good Brother, your Mr. Simpson, who, I dare say, meets you unexpectedly, and with a satisfaction which I am unable to describe. We are happy, on your account, to part with him on our own, quite the contrary. If possible, my affection grows more and more for him at every meeting, & 'tis with regret whenever I am obliged to part. O, my Sister, had it so happened that you and our Sister Peggy could have Than To Mrs. Sarah Simpson |