LETTER LX.
Monday, Roanoke, July 15, 1811.
My dear Theodore,
On my return from Halifax last night, on a visit with
Mr. Watkins Leigh to his brother William, I found your
letter of the 7th. By this time, I trust, you are released
from the heat, and dust, and filth of Philadelphia, and are
enjoying in one of the villages of New Jersey, the last favourable
change in the weather. By the last post, I enclosed
you $150, in two Virginia Bank notes: (namely, $100, No. 6;
B., payable to Robert Bache, 2d January, 1810. $50, D.
No. 1309, Roger Nelson, 13th December, 1809;) which, I
hope, came safely to hand. I enclosed, also, to your care,
a letter to Mr. Robert Walsh, which, I hope, you will deliver
by your own hand.
The weather here has been oppressively hot, until Wednesday
last—much less so, however, than with you. I have
not noticed the thermometer higher than eighty-seven and a
half degrees, although I am persuaded it has been above that
pint. I went from home, sick, and I have returned worse.
Last night I ventured on twelve grains of calomel, per se,
and miserable night I have had of it. I have got rid, however,
of much bile; and, probably, escaped cholera, or jaundice.
I had symptoms of both: great nausea, and yellow
tinge of the eye and skin. I have exposed myself, without
reserve to the sun and dews in the low grounds, since the
beginning of summer. St. George returned to Bizarre, on
Wednesday. Tudor went down, also, a day or two afterwards.
Mr. L. has gone to Lexington, Staunton, &c. I am
quite alone, Beverley not having returned from Staunton.
Indeed, when he is here, I have nothing of his company,
unless at meals, and not always then; so that I am less sensible
of solitude now, than I shall be on his return.
I shall direct this letter to Mr. Clay, to whom present my
warmest regards.
Yours, in sickness and in health,
JOHN RANDOLPH.
T. B. Dudley.
I see by the papers, eight deaths in one week from cold
water, in Philadelphia alone.
My respectful compliments to Mrs. Rush, Mr. Croskey,
and Mr. Clay. Shake Randolph by the hand for me. Put
Mr. Clay in mind of his intention to write to me. I wish
you had called on Mr. Cooper.
