I cannot help writting these Lines as a heartly farewell, loaded with all faithfull wishes and deep concern for your wellfare and of every one who has the happiness of being personally engaged in your glorious Cause, that of your own mother country. I am extremely sorry, that my Little position in the world allows me but dry wishes to offer, and still more that the too early date of my age does not permit any personal service on my part towards so noble an undertaking. But I hope that I shall never see the time of saying, victrix causa diis placuit, sed victa Catoni and will return home to our once agreable, but now ungratefull Land, well pleased after observing the good prospect and favourable appearances on your side.

I have not yet received any Letter from you to your phil[osphic]al Friends, who are as anxious as possible to see them: but I hope you’ll not forget, if possible, to send them this evening.

Please to honour me with some place amongst your most sincere heartly friends, and ever depend on the truest regard and esteem my dear Sir of your most obedient devoted servant