4 August.

Went this morning to the Baptist meeting, in hopes of hearing Mr.

Stillman, but was disappointed. He was there, but another gentleman

preached. His action was violent to a degree bordering on fury; his

gestures unnatural and distorted. Not the least idea of grace in his

motions, or elegance in his style. His voice was vociferous and

boisterous, and his composition almost wholly destitute of ingenuity. I

wonder extremely at the fondness of our people for scholars educated at

the southward, and for southern preachers. There is no one thing in

which we excel them more than in our University, our scholars and

preachers. Particular gentlemen here, who have improved upon their

education by travel, shine; but in general, old Massachusetts outshines

her younger sisters. Still in several particulars they have more wit

than we. They have societies, the Philosophical Society particularly,

which excites a scientific emulation, and propagates their fame. If ever

I get through this scene of politics and war, I will spend the remainder

of my days in endeavoring to instruct my countrymen in the art of making

the most of their abilities and virtues; an art which they have hitherto

too much neglected. A philosophical society shall be established at

Boston, if I have wit and address enough to accomplish it, sometime or

other. Pray set brother Cranch's philosophical head to plodding upon

this project. Many of his lucubrations would have been published and

preserved, for the benefit of mankind and for his honor, if such a club

had existed.

My countrymen want art and address. They want knowledge of the world.

They want the exterior and superficial accomplishment of gentlemen, upon

which the world has set so high a value. In solid abilities and real

virtues they vastly excel, in general, any people upon this continent.

Our New England people are awkward and bashful, yet they are pert,

ostentatious, and vain; a mixture which excites ridicule and gives

disgust. They have not the faculty of showing themselves to the best

advantage, nor the art of concealing this faculty; an art and faculty

which some people possess in the highest degree. Our deficiencies in

these respects are owing wholly to the little intercourse we have with

strangers, and to our inexperience in the world. These imperfections

must be remedied, for New England must produce the heroes, the

statesmen, the philosophers, or America will make no great figure for

some time.

Our army is rather sickly at New York, and we live in daily expectation

of hearing of some great event. May God Almighty grant it may be

prosperous for America. Hope is an anchor and a cordial. Disappointment,

however, will not disconcert us.

If you will come to Philadelphia in September, I will stay as long as

you please. I should be as proud and happy as a bridegroom.

Yours.

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