Since I wrote to you last, your Son Collas has been here from N. Carolina, where he kept a Store; but it has not answered his Expectations. He wanted to take up Goods on Credit here, but could not obtain any unless I would recommend it to our Merchants to give it, which I could not do without making my self liable, and that I did not incline to do, having no Opinion either of the Honesty and Punctuality of the People with whom he proposed to traffick, or of his Skill and Acuteness in Merchandizing. I write this merely to apologize for any seeming Unkindness on my part in not so promoting his Views.

You always tell me that you live comfortably; but I sometimes suspect that you may be too unwilling to acquaint me with any of your Difficulties, from an Apprehension of giving me Pain. I wish you would let me know precisely your Situation that I may better proportion my Assistance to your Wants. Have you any Money at Interest, and what does it produce? Or do you do some kind of Business for a Living? If you have hazarded any of your Stock in the abovementioned trading Project, I am afraid you will have but [slen]der Returns. Lest you should be strait[ened] during the present Winter, I send you on a Corner of this Sheet a Bill of Exchange on o[ur] Cousin Tuthill Hubbart for Fifty Dollars, w[hich] you can cut off and present to him for Payment.

The Barrel of Flour I formerly mentioned to you as sent, was not then sent, this the forgetfulness or Neglect of the Merchant who promised to send it. But I am told it is now gone and I hope will arrive safe.

I received your late Letter with one from my dear Friend Mrs. Greene, and one from my good Niece your Daughter, all which I have at present mislaid, and therefore cannot now answer them particularly, but shall as soon as I find them.

My Love to all our Relations and Friends and believe me ever Your affectionate Brother