I am not afraid of anything.

It is one of my sources of happiness never to desire a knowledge of other people’s business.

It would be a very nice way to commute, to be able to bike through the upper part of the George Washington Parkway,

I would rather fight with my hands than my tongue.

Our private property must be sacrificed.

you may imagine me the very shadow of my husband.

Disaffection stalks around us.

I am accordingly ready; I have pressed as many Cabinet papers into trunks as to fill one carriage; our private property must be sacrificed, as it is impossible to procure wagons for its transportation.

When I shall again write to you, or where I shall be tomorrow, I cannot tell.

At this late hour a wagon has been procured, and I have had it filled with plate and the most valuable portable articles, belonging to the house.