From Dorothea Blunt
ALS: American Philosophical Society
Thursday night [1770-75?]
Dear Sir

Tho a little tired and not quite well I feel that I cou’d not retire to rest with that self complacency I wish to do whenever I resign myself to it, if I did not first address myself to the Authour of My Being of my present happiness and hopes of an hereafter in a thankfulness of heart for the many many instances of his goodness to me. And now my dear friend permit me to pay that tribute you so justly deserve for the addition of your [friendship and?] likewise for the very ple[asing manner?] in which you display it [to me and all the?] friends I live with. Indeed my [dear Sir?] you are very dear to us all, [and we all?] feel ourselves more oblig’d to you [than I?] can ever find words to express. Your manner seldom fails of producing piety and a disposedness of mind to be, and to make others happy. Rejoice in the possession of such talents, which that you may live long to exercise yourself daily in the use of is the ardent wish of your affectionate friend and much obligd Humble Servant

D: Blunt

Addressed: [torn] Dr Franklin
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