LETTER CXV.
Bank of Virginia, Dec. 22, 1813.
Dear Theodore,
You will, doubtless, be surprised to receive another
letter from me, written in Richmond; but you know how
helpless a creature I am; and when I tell you that my man
Jupiter has been hors du combat, by a bad cut on the leg,
against the "rock" (marble slabs) on the stair-case, and by
an axe which flew off the halve, as he was splitting wood, and
had nearly given him his
quietus, you may imagine that I
have hardly been able to make a shift for myself, even in
Richmond.
By Quashia I send a piece of blankets, and eighteen pair of
stockings, having already given a pair a-piece to each of the
wagonners and boys. Give them another pair a-piece, and
distribute the other dozen as may seem best. I send, also, a
bolt of Oznaburghs, out of which furnish the wagonners with
two shirts each, and the boys the same; also, great coats of
the No. 5 cottons. The remainder of the linen, and the
blankets, to be distributed to such as most need. I have
given little Henry one blanket.
The boys tell me that you had not got home when they set
out. I enclose fifty dollars for your own use. If a cipher
were added to the sum, it would be a scanty compensation
for the services which you have rendered me during the past
year as a professional man.
I will write again by post.
Yours, ever,
JOHN RANDOLPH.
All the old-fashioned good wishes of the season to you.