B-257-1
Philadelphia 11mo 28 1793
Dear Cousin Tho my mind seems hardly prepared to commit its sentiments and feelings to Paper- yet I will venture a few lines in the short time allotted me write. It is
but half an hour, till Captain Bunker sails but I
trust a few lines will convey to thy afflicted and sympathising mind, some idea of our mutual sufferings, they have indeed been great. situated in the midst of accumulated distress the divided anxieties, for ourselves and our dear relatives and Friends were at times more than Nature could support no consolation offered, in a great a degree
of resignation as could be come at but this recourse was often interrupted by a strong hope for each Individual, even against probability this indeed I could not but cherish with respect to our dear Cousin S Rodman- whose goodness and purity seem'd to claim, what our partial fondness would have called an Indulgence; from suffering in the present
Calamity which had all shone like her; and like her
