I have received your Favour of the  Inst per Mr Wither-spoon. I gave it to your good Friend Capt All, who had heard with Pain what I before wrote to you, & who now rejoices at the Opportunity of confounding malicious Tongues.

I send you inclosed a Newspaper in order to shew you the in-humane Conduct of Lord Rawdon, now a prisoner in Paris. I do not expect to have him delivered up to suffer a similar Fate, tho' I think he deserves it, but I wish the Court of France may know what a Butcher they have in their Possession.

I am as ever Your dutifull & affectionate Kinsman