Old Boston days & ways; from the dawn of the revolution until the town became a city . n. Dolet us know how you proceed. We must have theCastle. . Stop up the harbor against largevessels coming. You know better what to dothan I can point out. Where is Mr. Gushing.^Are Mr. Paine and Mr. John Adams to be withus ? ^Vhat are we to depend upon ? We travelrather as deserters, which I will not submit . Pray remember Mr. S. Adams and myselfto all friends. God be with you. I am gentle-men, your faithful and hearty countryman * John Hancock. In addition to the many political anxietiesreflected in t
Old Boston days & ways; from the dawn of the revolution until the town became a city . n. Dolet us know how you proceed. We must have theCastle. . Stop up the harbor against largevessels coming. You know better what to dothan I can point out. Where is Mr. Gushing.^Are Mr. Paine and Mr. John Adams to be withus ? ^Vhat are we to depend upon ? We travelrather as deserters, which I will not submit . Pray remember Mr. S. Adams and myselfto all friends. God be with you. I am gentle-men, your faithful and hearty countryman * John Hancock. In addition to the many political anxietiesreflected in this letter John Hancock had a loversfears for the safety of his fiancee, DorothyQuincy, whom we last saw threatening, in a fitof feminine perversity, that she would go backinto Boston, on the morrow, and join her fatherwho was shut up there. This father, EdmundQuincy, is so interesting a person that we oweit to ourselves to digress for a bit in order togive him and his family due consideration. His ancestral home was in the town whichnow bears his name, — but which was then. DOROTHY QUIXCY HAXCOCK. From the painting by CopleyPage 219
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