If it was my aim to write fashionably, apologies would be thought

necessary for the length of this epistle,—& for its concern—myself & my

situation almost exclusively of all other subjects, but I feel as though

a particular statement of situation &c. would be more acceptable from a

friend of mine than a great deal of the fine matter of which fashionable

correspondence is usually made up. Instead of apologizing therefore I

will inform my friends that they can write nothing materially concerning

themselves, which will not be highly interesting to me. Every

transaction occurring in good old Litchfield that my friends will be

good enough to write me an account of will be read with pleasure.

Yours, &c.

TIMOTHY PIERCE.

Union Camp, New Jersey.

Nov. 10th, 1799.

MRS. ANN BARD PIERCE—

Widow of Col. John Pierce.

No. 10

UNION CANTONMENT, Jan. 6th, 1800

MY DEAR FRIENDS:—

But stop,—permit me first to make my bow to the young _Squire_ in

particular. Has not passing a good examination made him swell two or

three inches in circumference with exultation? Since he has received the

appellation of _Squire_ does he not strut at least, “one hair’s breadth

nearer to the sky?” Has he learned so accurately to distinguish between

_meum_ & _tuum_ as to convert them both into _suum_? Is not our house

already thronged by his clients? Has he not obtained in its almost

perfection the art of setting poor farmers by the ears & of rifling of

their pockets during the affray? Does he not bid fair to rival the great

Demosthenes & become the Cicero of America?

Mr. Smith sets out tomorrow morning for Litchfield, and the lateness of

this evening allows me time only to throw together 15 or 20 lines, of

any thing which comes handiest. Nothing important offers for

communication, & I am certain I should write nothing this evening were

it not for my wishing to throw the balance of letter accounts in my

favour.

I beg leave to congratulate Lucy & Mabel upon their fair prospect of

approaching relationship. I know they have long been intimately

connected by the sweet bands of affection, & am highly gratified to hear

that the Seymours are about to tie them together as sisters.

Horatio I conclude still continues _pretty middling busy_ about Lucy. So

long as he has been, & so skillful a workman as he is, much business

must have been turned off by this time, & it pleases me to hear that

Moses has accomplished so much in the _line of his employment_.

Does Polly Pierce attract the attention of any buck in particular yet?

Or is she still obliged to rely on other folk’s sweethearts for the

amusement of her evenings? Has she still nothing to do but look on from

6 o’clock till 10 to see other folks court? I should be fond of a few

particulars that can be relied upon, with regard to this matter. As for

James, I suppose that if a fair damsel should melt his heart down at

once he would never pay her particular attention, for the fear that it

might excite the observations of others. I can now repeat with the

emphasis of feeling a line from Nancy’s letter from Kosciusko. Oh,

James, “you is one happy man, you is always with the ladies & we have

not one.”

School consisting of 15 only—now there are so few I hope that the native

ladies of Litchfield may stand some chance for a part at least of the

attention of Mr. Reeve’s students.

Lucy, Mabel, Maria Budd, Miss [illegible] & who else at our house? At

this time I suppose Idea’s black eyes are sparkling upon the beaus of

Vermont. I feel for you on account of the loss of Jane, Nancy, Hannah,

and Mary. Let me know how affairs _progress_ between Mary Wyllis &

Miller.——Twining and Almira then? ’Tis well——Does Sarina Bull still

attract the butterflies to bask awhile in the sunshine of her charms—&

then flutter off? Does Maria Budd still act the “_heyday of the

fantastic_?”

James can now no longer be excused from writing to me every opportunity

on the score of preparing for examination. I shall therefore expect

letters every week. Polly is also now at leisure. Dr. Orton has arrived

& I also can afford more time to my L’d friends. I suspect from the

tenure of your letters that I have written several that have never

reached you. You mention nothing of Mamma in your last. I conclude

therefore that she has completely recovered.

Yours, TIMOTHY PIERCE.

To JAMES PIERCE, Litchfield, Conn.

No. 11

UNION CANTONMENT, Jan’y 18, 1800

MY DEAR SISTER POLLY:—

N. Woodruff sets out for Litchfield tomorrow morning early—It is now

late in the night & I am resolved not to encroach upon my usual hours

for sleeping to write to those who so seldom favor me with letters as my

sister & brother, 15 minutes only I will bestow upon you both, for you &

for James. Your pleasant letter written some time ago gratified me

extremely—Every line, every phrase, presented my rattling sister very

vividly to my fancy. Let all your letters be cast in the same mould.

When you have so much time upon your hands, when you write with so

little difficulty, when opportunities of sending so frequently offer &

when reading my sister’s communications is so highly gratifying, it is

impossible for me to account for your not having written oftener upon

any other consideration than this—that you have ceased to think of

me—But I hope future punctuality will atone for past negligence. Oh

Polly, I wish you had been with me the other day when I ascended a rock

upon a neighboring mountain from which may be seen the river Raritan—New

Brunswick—The bay of Amboy—Newark—Elizabethtown—The bay of Newark—New

York city—Long Island—& the Atlantic ocean beyond—a vast extent of

country to the southward of our station. This is perhaps the richest &

most extensive prospect that is to be found in any part of the United

States. When the Continental Army in the Revolutionary War lay in this

part of the country, the great Washington used often to ascend the rock

to descry the position of the British forces, that consideration at this

particular time adds greatly to the emotion which this sublime view

excites in the mind. I trod with reverence the rock upon which that

great man stood, & my heart wept to think that the father of his country

was no more.

MY BROTHER JAMES:—

Then the Democrats in Congress have been endeavoring to disband us—&

send us back again to Connecticut. What can the stupid creatures mean—I

thought in the present situation of our affairs as to France & Great

Britain that both Fed’s & Dem’s would agree to the necessity of being

prepared for effective defence—But that band of wretches who formerly

endeavored “to stop the wheels of Government have now failed in their

attempt to break the sword of their country.

You may depend upon it that the Connecticut regiment forms quite a

respectable part of this _sword of our country_. It has the reputation

of being as well, or better disciplined than any regiment besides in the

United States. The officers are thorough in the performance of their

whole duty—not a single instance of intemperance, or gambling have I

heard of in any one holding a commission.—Among the soldiers, there are

only 5 or 6 foreign old country men—the rest are well disposed

Americans—& with the exception of a few invalids—very promising young

men—Living as they do 15 or more in a room—30 in each small one story

hut with no floor but the ground, some diseases must of necessity

present themselves—but their being still all alive, while [illegible] in

the regiment lying next to them have been furloughed to their endless

home, reflects honour upon them for their cleanliness, their temperance,

& their healthful management of their diet. It seems that you never yet

have had an opportunity of sending on those shirts which were partly

made at my departure from L’d—Capt. Ranny will be with you soon & then

if not before they may be safely sent. Capt. Ranny has been extremely

polite & obliging to me & I wish our people to treat him in return with

the utmost attention. He has promised to call upon you & seems very

solicitous to be acquainted with our family. He is a man well worthy of

your friendship.

Good night,

TIM’Y PIERCE,

This morning a duel was fought in the 12th Reg’t by two Lieutenants, one

was wounded in the leg.

Addressed to JAMES PIERCE,

Litchfield.

No. 12

CAMP, Sept. 30th 1800.

DEAR BROTHER:—

I wish you to ascertain if possible the date of my letter of acceptance,

& send me notice of it by the first opportunity. It has entirely slipped

my memory, & our pay-rolls cannot be drawn without it. We shall receive

no pay for some time, therefore it is probable more money must be sent

me from home. You mistake when you think our board a trifling expense.

Each officer maintains a servant, & the servant’s board costs as much as

his own. Therefore all things considered I might board with as little

expense in Litchfield. My foods cost as much as that of any officer in

the regiment.

TO SISTER POLLY:—

Your good letter deserves a longer & a better answer than I am at

present in condition to afford you. For about four & twenty hours past I

have been afflicted with a sad sick headache, & have not felt myself in

a proper state for writing or anything else. Instead of cutting the

figure which you say you shall be afraid to speak to, my appearance has

“improved only for the worse” as paddy would express it. Being the only

physician in the regiment during the severe prevalence of the dysentry

among us for near a week, I experienced a constant hurry of practice

through the day & was often called up at midnight. In consequence of

this and the anxiety I underwent for two or three of my patients, I have

got out of the habit of talking, bend over more than usual, & look ten

times more serious & Don Quixotical than while at home. My sister need

entertain no apprehensions with regard to the sword & hat which you

mention with fear—for those articles will not be purchased before we

retire to winter quarters—: before that time I shall make you a

visit—and after that visit you will see neither me nor my sword until

next spring. You say you wish me to write upon speculative subjects—if

anything new had lately occurred to my observation, I would communicate

it for your criticism with pleasure—But all my late speculations, relate

only to Ipicac, Salts, Dysentery, Rhubarb—fever &c. Subjects that will

not be interesting to you.

To COUSIN ELIZAB’ H.

She will find me more “presumptuous” than Mary would permit _her_ to

be—for her cold “_compliments_” I beg leave to return her my _love_.

To MARY BREASCARD:—

I assure you that the “Dr.” feels himself “highly honored” by the

postscript with which you have favored him, is “highly gratified” to

find you have sent him “some” of your love—& takes the liberty to send

you an _abundance_ of his love in return.

To J. WATKINSON:—

Whether “the disposition of Jenny Witless is malicious” or not, I was

fearful she would not have remembered me, even to have “vented her

spleen upon the Dr.”—But whatever may be the state of her feelings

toward me, I thank her most cordially for the two lines and a half of

P. S. at the end of Polly’s letter—& feel very sorry that the headache

prevents a longer reply. In the first part of this letter I have

desired some money from home, but upon further consideration I suspect

it will not be wanted—please tell James not to send it without further

notice. Desire Polly to send me a list of the things which have been

sent from home since the arrival of my trunk. Give my love to all our

young ladies. Tell Lucy Russell to write another letter for me to

carry to her parents, I have taken a _fancy_ to the old Democrat her

father, & want another excuse for paying him a visit. Starks Edward &

Mr. Tod have spent a considerable part of this afternoon with me & I

have promised to call at their houses in the City. Therefore if our

young ladies wish to write to Henrietta, I will convey letters to her

with pleasure.—goodnight.

Oct. 1st. After thinking the third time upon the subject of money, I

believe James may send me some if he can conveniently—it may not be

wanted—but perhaps it may be used advantageously under present

circumstances. Should it be sent, the earlier it comes the better—It

need not be sent unless it can be spared very conveniently.

TIM’Y PIERCE.

I would relate an amusing case of a love sick patient if I had time this

morning, but Mr. Collins will call immediately for this letter therefore

the history of it must be omitted till another opportunity. When Dr.

Trowbridge returns, or when another is appointed to assist me I can

devote more time to my friends.

(Addressed to MR. JAMES PIERCE, Litchfield.)

No. 13

CHARLESTON, Dec. 3rd, 1800

DEAR BROTHER:

Thank God, here I am safe at Charleston at last, after a tedious passage

of 17 stormy days from New York. We sailed on the 15th of last month, &

within the first 24 hours were driven so far from land by a heavy wind,

that it took 12 hours to regain the coast. We entered Egg-harbour, run

upon a shoal of quicksands, & lay there three days until the spring tide

lifted us off. Upon extricating ourselves from this difficulty an heavy

north wind carried us like lightning to the southward, we flew by the

capes of Delaware at about 400 hundred miles from shore, passed the

Ches’pk Bay & a few hours more carried us to Cape Hatteras, but the west

wind which now set in pushed us to such a distance from the cape to the

eastward, that the eddy of the gulf stream carried us back 60 miles in

24 hours, however we kept free from the stream itself for a few hours &

attempted to gain the shore, but in vain, a violent northwestern gale

set in which drove us notwithstanding our efforts in the Gulf stream

itself. As we entered it dismal indeed was our prospect. The rapid

current meeting the north wind rolled its waves to a frightful height.

Its waters are 12 or 14 degrees warmer than that of the ocean through

which they run & smoked in the cold northern squalls, which constantly

assailed us like the water of a boiling pot. 5 or 6 sharks attended into

the stream, two water spouts one on each side of us passed near and soon

after we saw them pour their heavy weight of waters upon the flood. The

surges poured over the deck, so as at times to hide it entirely, & even

beat in at the top of the cabin door. In two or three days we found

ourselves about two degrees below the latitude of Charleston, about 300

hundred miles to the eastward of it. Here we were harassed by contrary

winds 4 or 5 days, till at last a favorable northeast storm 250 miles in

a few hours & landed us safely in Charleston. But I assure you I have

been horribly harassed by seasickness.

We had one perfect calm when, altho’ we had hardly a breath of wind the

waves rocked, rolled & tossed our poor sloop so violently that we were

fearful the mast would be completely rooted away.

None of those people to whom my letters are directed are at present in

town. I therefore shall proceed directly to Columbia.

I should write more particularly, and more intelligibly, but my time

will not permit since I shall set out for Columbia in an hour or two if

the weather will permit. About an hour ago two negroes were condemned to

be _burned alive_! for the murder of a white man. Remember me

affectionately to all my friends.

TIMOTHY PIERCE.

(To JAMES PIERCE,

Litchfield, Connecticut.)

No. 14

To DR. CROSWELL,

Catskill, N. Y.

COLUMBIA, Dec. 1800

DEAR DOCTOR:

You have probably seen my dispatch to my Litchfield friends, giving an

account of my long and tedious passage to Charleston. The road to this

place does not run upon the banks of any of the large rivers, where the

rich rice & cotton plantations are situated, but through a tract of

country covered with barren sands & marshes, affording to its few

wretched inhabitants little else but pitch pines, dysentery, poverty &

fever agues. You shall not be fatigued by a particular account of my

journey from Charleston, dragging you step by step through so many

savanas, cypress swamps & pine barrens, where nothing can live but

screech owls & turkey buzzards would be cruelty to myself, & would make

you swear like a pirate. Let us fancy ourselves at once at Columbia

where we will take a look at the Assembly, now in session, & then talk a

little of my prospects in this country.

The Legislature of this state undoubtedly affords some men of great

abilities. Gen’l Pinkney & a few others remind me of the venerable Sages

of Greece & Rome. Yet here are some also who (if I do not judge too

precipitately) are better fitted for horse jockeying than for

legislation. ’Tis amusing to see with what ardor they maintain the cause

of Jefferson & Burr, those _violent_ advocates for _moderation_, & ’tis

laughable to view the members of this august assembly, loudly declaiming

in favor of _Liberty_, _Equality_, & the _Rights of man_, while they

shake the bloody scourge over 128,000 of their fellow creatures, whom

they hold in the most abject slavery. Laughable, did I say?—No—I recall

the expression. The picture makes my heart bleed.

There are many difficulties in the way of choosing a situation for

practice. Colonel Hampton has gone to Virginia to be married, & will not

return these several weeks. He has never mentioned my coming to this

part of the world to Lyde, notwithstanding their intimacy & connection,

nor has he ever hinted of the existence of such a creature as myself to

his son in law who has the care of his affairs nor to any one else, that

I can find out. There are several objections to fixing near his estate.

Columbia has three or four physicians, who practice, & another who has

left physic for tavern keeping. One poor devil of a doctor was starved

out, & left the place on the day of my arrival. I find very little

dependence can be placed on the opinions of others with regard to the

eligibility of a place for practice, or even relating to the healthiness

of a town. Almost every marsh in the State is thought a healthy spot by

its inhabitants. A rich planter on Wateree was mentioning his grounds

and neighborhood as remarkably healthy “But,” (said I) “are not the

negroes often sick in the summer?” “Oh, yes,” (said he) “the negroes

have aplenty of fevers & camp distemper in the summer, but the white

people have not, _they_ spend the hot months in Columbia, but in the

winter we have no fevers.” No one certainly will fly so directly into

the face & eyes of candor as to deny the force of this reasoning. When

at Camden, some thought _that_ an excellent stand for a physician, “for

(says one man) it is a healthy place, it trades a great deal, has 80 or

90 houses, & is as large as Columbia,” “yes, (said I) but here already

three eminent practitioners in the place,” “Well, (he replied) if it can

maintain _three_ handsomely, that proves that it is an excellent place

for doctors.” Such forcible logic as that silenced me at once. Upon the

whole, I think I shall fix myself upon the high hills of Santee &

engage, either in partnership, or war with a Dr. Reid who has long

practiced in Statesborough, perhaps your friend will experience the fate

of two medical gentlemen, who 2 or 3 years ago settled on the hills, but

left them in despair of success, yet the late great demand for cotton

has made the inhabitants more wealthy, more luxurious, & consequently

more sickly & more able to pay their physician. Be so good as to send

this on to sister Polly, & that will save me the trouble of writing at

this time, a separate letter for my Litchfield friends. Lyde’s warm

heart, is still strongly attached to Litchfield. Hardly a person can be

mentioned that he had ever seen there, concerning whom he did not make

particular enquiries. Neither distance of time nor place have erased

Marana from his feelings, I think she is still the _gourd seed_. He

turns the conversation repeatedly upon events, & recalled vividly to my

mind, scenes so strongly connected with my feelings, that sometimes in

spite of all my exertions—stop. I am not home sick yet—yet if I had the

wishing cap of Fortunatus (which in an instant will annihilate any

distance) it would contribute some to my satisfaction.

I wish brother James would inform Mr. Joseph Adams that particular

enquiries were made concerning him & his family by Mrs. Adams of Camden,

widow to a brother of his, a clergyman who died some time since. She

intends visiting Connecticut in a year or two for the benefit of her

sons’ education. Whom, I think, she will place under the care of Parson

Backus. She is young, handsome, & wealthy. Our beau must take care. Give

my love to all my Litchfield & Catskill friends. Tell them that time &

distance have increased my affection for them so much, that there is not

one of them whom I would not this moment set out & walk ten miles to

see. Walk,—I say, for I have not purchased me an horse yet—By the way

the price of an horse, saddle & bridle, the delay for an answer from

Col. Hampton, in a country like this 50 pr. cent dearer than Conn’t my

stay in New York waiting for a passage, & the extravagant demand of

packets from that port, all these will really make such a vacancy in my

200 dollar purse, that I shall have room to put in more money when I get

it. However, hope points forward to more prosperous times. Though with

regard to the expense of my passage by water, I can’t say I had not

sailing enough for my money—by our Captain’s account we made a voyage of

about _two thousand_ miles & had the _privilege_ of sailing 17 days, all

which cost no more than if we had made a direct passage in three days

and a half.

Write immediately,

T. PIERCE.

No. 15

STATESBURG, Feb. 16, 1801.

DEAR DOCT’R:—

I expected to have heard from you long before this, but a single letter

from my brother James is all that I have rec’d from my friends at the

northward since I left Conn’t. Several have undoubtedly been written but

lost by the way. I do not think my situation at this place promises to

be very profitable, & I suspect I shall not make a permanent stand here,

yet it is an healthy & pleasant neighborhood, it seems a proper stand

for making a first trial of the effect of a South Carolina summer upon

my constitution. The fortunate instances you have heard of in which

physicians have made fortunes in this country took place in the lowlands

& I suspect that the practice is very little if any more profitable in

the high lands than it is in Connec’t. The physicians in Camden &

Columbia are from the schools of London, New York & Philadelphia, they

have lived several years in this country, yet it is said not one of them

can show a thousand pounds gained by his profession. Col. Hampton wrote

me an obliging letter from Virginia in which he renews his offer of

patronage & pecuniary assistance if wanted—but if I mistake not his

plantation is in as unhealthy a situation as any place I have seen in

this part of the state, & offers but little practice in its

neighborhood. I can maintain myself anywhere—but I believe my friends

may resign any expectations they may have entertained of my growing rich

very suddenly.

Please to send this on to my brother James that he may read the result

of my inquiries concerning the advantages & disadvantages of his

settling in the Southern States. I conclude that Mr. Lide’s note

announcing the necessity of studying a year in South Carolina has

induced you to abandon all thoughts of settling in this state. A

Councillor belonging to Savannah informed me that the rules for

admittance at the Bar of Georgia required only a certificate of

admission at the Bar of Conn’t., & a fair moral character given under

the seal of the State,—and a strict examination before a judge in

Georgia—But he assures me that in the south part of the state a young

attorney is a long time unnoticed & will meet with much source of

discouragement before he can procure an advantageous run of practice. A

practitioner from Augusta informed me that altho’ their bar swarmed with

attornies he believed Augusta a good situation for a man of shining

talents. However, in all the Southern States the practice of law is

extremely expensive—family & glittering accomplishments are preferred to

real merit—& it frequently happens that several years will elapse before

a young man who has nothing but _real worth_ to recommend him can obtain

an advantageous run of business. The planters are the richest class of

men in this country—with their superficial education they direct the

taste of the multitude—& _Vive_ la baggatteiles is the complection of

the ton—Come as dancing master & you can live. Monsieur Griffiths who

taught at Litchfield receives more money than the amount of the salary

of an army officer belonging to the State of North Carolina. He teaches

alternately at Camden, Columbus & Statesburg.

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