From Horatio Gates (unpublished)
New York 16th: August 1784
Dear Friends

I received from the Hands of the Marquis Fayette, what I have not deserved from you, a very Elegant Silver Medal, a durable Record of that Glorious Revolution which has been so Fortunately brought to pass; as a proof thereof, I am unhanged, and you have Triumphed over Loughborough, and all his Tribes, So much for Buckingham! but although the War is thus Gloriously, Finish’d, Peace with all the Sweetness that should accompany it, is not yet establish’d as it ought to be. The Spirit of Avarice, and Spirit of Ambition, rising upon the Shoulders of the Democracy, retards, and Poisons, every Benefit good Men expected from the Revolution—Your experience of Mankind makes it unnecessary for me to say more upon this Subject, and your Philosophy furnishes you with that Wisdom, and Coolness, which alone can shield us from their balefull effects, what Man can do I am Satisfied you will do to save us. Mr. Lawrence, Mr. Jay are arrived in the Course of the last fortnight, and all [in?] the order I have mentioned; The Former I just saw for a Minute, but surrounded with such a Tribe of Relations and Visitors, that I had not an opportunity to converse with him.—the Second, I was alone with for an hour. He said, we are all in an Error here, that The King, and his present Friends, are True Friends to America: and That North, Fox, Mansfield, and their adherents, are the only Enemies to the United States; Heavens what Stuff! what have we to do with who is Friend, or Foe, unless it be to Carress the One, and be ready to beat the Other; I fear my old acquaintance has had his hand stuffed with Flattery, and so cramm’d with Vanity, that he has no room left for those convincing Reasons, which can alone make him of much importance here: The Marquis, has an Old Head upon Young Shoulders, and if he Steers clear of our paltry parties, may do Us, and France, much good; a Statesman neither Loves, nor Hates, but as he can serve his Court; I think to touch him to the Quick upon this Subject, and will tell you by and by, how I succeed, and what I think, we are outwardly upon the best Terms with each other—Jay stands very well in, and out of Congress: and for any thing I know to the Contrary, deserves to do so. Candour induces me to think so and Friendship biases me in his Favour. Capt. Williamos who does me the Favour to present you this Letter will tell you much Indian, and Canadian History. He is possessed of a good deal of information, and his Observations and Talents, entitle him to be heard with attention; France would do right to encourage him by some good office to continue his Zeal for them, and us; he is so perfectly master of Our Language, and so Active in what ever he undertakes, that I cannot but esteem him as a person most proper to be employ’d—France best knows how! I hope Mr. Jefferson, and you, are upon the most confidential footing, I have that Opinion of him to think he will merit your Friendship; pardon me I do not presume to advise, I only speak that, which I wish—being now in the post of Honour, that is in a private Station, I shall Speak, Write, and Act, whatsoever I think will tend to benefit the Public Interest and if I can prevent Knaves from circumventing one honest Man I shall be satisfied. My worthy Friend Robert Morris, tells me, he has directed Colonel Humphry, to provide the Medals Congress so long ordered to certain Officers, for their Services; you will oblige me in giving your advice to the Colonel in respect to mine. I mention this, that Saratoga may not be quite forgot. the old Fool you see has some Vanity left. My Eyes fail me much, and if you do not come soon, I shall not be able to Fight one bloodless battle with you at Chess—I shudder at the thought of being Blind, and alive: my poor Eyes have been too severely exercised every way, but I will not complain—that you may Live Long, and happy, and that I may live to see it is my Second Wish; my First is, that the United States may know how to Use the Blessing that is bestowed upon them, and not give the Slaves of Monarchs a reason to believe, there is no such thing as a good Republic and that The Blessing of Civil Liberty exists only in Theory. Mrs. Bache, and her dear little Family, were all in perfect Health when I left Philadelphia three Weeks ago—with the Sincerest Affection for you, and yours, I am Dear Sir your faithfull, Humble Servant

Horatio Gates

(Dr. Franklin)
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