Southern Argus. [volume] (Columbus, Miss.) 1834-1842, 1840-11-12
AN INTFRESTING VOLUME.

WHICH pCttaAaS w odNA 1OO0tO9 VI sNS
sympafhies, the fears, and the hopes of
the patriots who were chiefly instru-
mental in achieving the National In
dependence. Mrs. Adams was the
worthy companion of one among the
first of those patriots in every vicissi-
tude of his glorious career. This let
ter was written by her the day after the
battle of Bunkers Hill. There is no
dependency in its tone, although at
that period only the bravest trusted in
the ultimate triumph of the American
arms. 1t is addressed to her husband.
| SUNDAY, June Is, 1775.
| DEAREST FRIEND: The day, per-
haps the decisive day, is come on
which the fate Of America depends.
My bursting heart must find vent at
my pen. Ihave just heard that our
dear friend, DR.. Warren, is no more,
but fell gloriously fighting for his coun-
try; saying better to die honorably in
| the field than ANONYMOUSLY hang up
on the gallows. Great is our loss.
He has distinguished himself in every
engagement, by his courage and forti-
tude, by animating the soldiers and
leading them on by his own example.
A particular account of these dreadful,
but hope glorious, days willbe trans
| mitted to you, no doubt, in the exact
est manner.
"The race is not to the swift northe
battle TO the strong, but the God of Is
rael is he that giveth strength and pow
er to his people. Trust in him at all
times, We people. pour out your hearts
before him. God is refuge for US"
Charlestown is laid in ashes. The
battle began upon our entertainments
upon Bunker's Hill Saturday NOR
ming about three o'clock, and has not
ceased yet, and it is now three o'clock,
Sabbath afternoon.
tits expected that they will come
out over the Neck tonight, and dread
full battle must ensue. AlmightyGod,
cover the heads of our countrymen,
and be as shield to our dear friends
How many have fallen we know not.
The constant roar of the cannon is so
distressing, that we cannot eat, drink
or sleep. May we be supported and
sustained i'll the dreadful conflict! ]
shall tarry here till it is thought unsafe
by my friends, and then | have secur-
ed myself a retreat at your brolher's,
who has kindly offered me a part o
his house. / cannot compose myself
TO write at present. | will add more
as ] hear further.
TUESDAY AFTERNOON.
| have been so much agitated that
have not been able to write since Sab
bath day. When | say that ten thou
sand reports are passing, vague and
uncertain as the wind, | believe speak
the truth. | am not able to give you
any authentic account Of last Satur-
day, but you will not be destitute o.
intelligence. Col. Palmer has just
sent me word that he has an oportuni-
ty of conveyance. Incorrect as this
scrawl will be, it shall 60. ardently
pray that you may be supported
through the arduous task you have be.
fore vou. wish | could contradict
the report Of the Doctors death but
tits lamentable trush, and the tears o.
multitudes pay tribute to his memory
those favorite lines of Collins continu-
ally sound in my ears,
"How sleep the brave" &c.
I must close, as the Deacon waits.
have not pretended to be particular
with regard to what [ have heard, be-
cause | know you will collect better
intelligence. Tie spirits of the people
are very good the loss of Charles
town affects them no more than droI
of the bucket.
lam most sincerely yours.
Thus wrote Mrs. Adams at the com
mencement Of the war. Here is
most beautiful letter to Mr.. Adams
written on the day that he as Vic
President was TO count the electora
votes before Congress, and declar'
himself elected 10 the Presidency.
"The sun is dressed in brightest beams
Togiye thy honors to the day."
And mayit prove an auspicious pre-
lude TO each ensuing season. Yol
have this day 10 declare yourself heai
ola nation. "And now, o Lord m,
God, thou hast made thy servant rule
over the people. Give unto him a
understanding heart, that he may kno,
how to go out and how TO come i
before this great people; that he ma
discern between good and bad. Flo
who is able to judge this thy so great
Ipeoplel" were the words Of a roy;
sovereign, and not less applicable I
him who is invested with the Chic
Magistracy ola nation, though he wes
not crown nor the robes ofroyalty.
My thoughts and my meditations al