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LETTER XXVIII.

I intended to have written to each of you to-day, and
at considerable length, but I have passed a very bad night,
and find myself too much disordered to do more than say,
How do you do? and express my earnest wishes for your well
being. My complaint, I believe, is a rheumatic fever; for I
am never free from flying pains, and am very feverish. Give
my love to your mother, my dear Buona, and tell her that I
will endeavour to send her your brother's drawings (some of
them, at least) by Mr. Earle, of South Carolina, brother to
him who once called at Bizarre to see me. He is not in Congress,
but came here a few days since, on business; and he
tells me that he will return about the middle of next week.
As he travels in a chair, I hope he will be able to take the
drawings on with him. I wrote to your mother yesterday,
by the Orleans mail.

My dear boys, remember me to all our neighbours, when
you see them: the Doctor and Mrs. Robinson, Mr. Dillon,
Mr. Woodson, Mrs. Johnston and family. Be particular in

mentioning me to Hodijah and Tom Murray, whom I thank
for his kind remembrance of me. God bless you both, and
believe me, in truth,