Catherine C. Brown to Nicholas P. Trist
|My Dearest Children||September 25th 1817|
I cannot express the pleasure your letter from Birdwood gave us, to know that you were under the roof with your Grandmother, and in the house of such an amiable pair as Mr Gilmer, and his wife; I am happy to find that the change of climate has already had so good an affect on your health as it is one of the first blessings we can enjoy. I beg my Dear Nicholas you will be attentive to yours, from the description my Dear Browse gave of his we hoped he would have arrived with out an attack of fever, little Julian is growing very smart he constantly speaks of his brother Trist, and his brother Browse, he sais you have gone to learn your lessons but he will not learn his I fear his Mother will have a great deal of trouble with him he is so much spoiled by his father, I hope you will write often to him, for he deserves every mark of your affection and respect, he wrote to you both by the last mail, and enclosed the originals of those checks, he intends if possible to allow Nicholas more than $750 as he thinks from the statement of the necessary expences at Williams burg that sum will not be sufficient for a young man of his age. as it is necessary that you should be seperated I rejoice that Browse will be so near his Grandmother, and in the neighbourhood with so many good friends and enlightened people, my beloved children I only ask to live to see you arrive at the age of manhood and worthy members of Society to recompense me for the misfortune I have had in my family, and to repay all the attention of your Dear mother, whose anxiety will be greater than ever until she sees you. poor Mr Dumoullon has had a relapp relapse, his complaint is a [. . .] confirmed consumption and I fear much he will never recover, he will certainly be a loss to society as from his habits of industry and persevering application he must have become a valuable member of it. pray let us know who you board with, what acquaintances you make, and evry thing concerning you. the disease in Orleans rages with great violence, a day frequently terminates the sufferings of the patient, and they seldom survive the fifth, Mrs Livingston wrote to your Mother last week and mentioned the death of a young Lawer by the name of Bruce who you knew in town. we are extremely fortunate here for not even a negro is unwell. remember us with the greatest affection to your Grandmother and the family, and kiss all the Dear little children for me, and receive for your selves my Dear boys, the best affection of your.