Boston, September 7, 1780.
If you do write to me, direct your letters to General Heath, and under
his cover. I cannot tell why till I see you; I want it much.
The enemy have left Martha’s Vineyard. It is reported they sailed to
the southward.
I beg you would remember me to my friend Laurens; I have written to
him, but he keeps silent.
I do not like your situation at Lee’s Fort: you throw the glove to
Clinton; he will take it, and we are not near enough to be your
seconds. Our sick increase; not much; but they increase.
Farewell, your servant and friend,
F * * y.