The Ladies of the White House; Or, in the Home of the Presidents: Being a Complete History of the Social and Domestic Lives of the Presidents from Washington to the Present Time—1789–1881Holloway, Laura C. (Laura Carter)
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The Ladies of the White House; Or, in the Home of the Presidents: Being a Complete History of the Social and Domestic Lives of the Presidents from Washington to the Present Time—1789–1881
Holloway, Laura C. (Laura Carter)
Presidents -- United States -- Biography; Presidents' spouses -- United States -- Biography
an immoral, profligate, or graceless child.
“You have entered early in life upon the great theatre of the world,
which is full of temptations and vice of every kind. You are not wholly
unacquainted with history, in which you have read of crimes which your
inexperienced mind could scarcely believe credible. You have been taught
to think of them with horror, and to view vice as
“‘A monster of so frightful mien,
That, to be hated, needs but to be seen.’
Yet you must keep a strict guard upon yourself, or the odious monster
will lose its terror by becoming familiar to you. The modern history of
our own times furnishes as black a list of crimes as can be paralleled
in ancient times, even if we go back to Nero, Caligula, Cæsar Borgia.
Young as you are, the cruel war into which we have been compelled by the
haughty tyrant of Britain and the bloody emissaries of his vengeance,
may stamp upon your mind this certain truth, that the welfare and
prosperity of all countries, communities, and, I may add, individuals,
depend upon their morals. That nation to which we were once united, as
it has departed from justice, eluded and subverted the wise laws which
formerly governed it, and suffered the worst of crimes to go unpunished,
has lost its valor, wisdom, and humanity, and, from being the dread and
terror of Europe, has sunk into derision and infamy.
“But, to quit political subjects, I have been greatly anxious for your
safety, having never heard of the frigate since she sailed, till, about
a week ago, a New York paper informed that she was taken and carried
into Plymouth. I did not fully credit this report, though it gave me
much uneasiness. I yesterday heard that a French vessel was arrived at
Portsmouth, which brought news of the safe arrival of the Boston; but
this wants confirmation. I hope it will not be long before I shall be
assured of your safety. You must write me an account of your voyage, of
your situation, and of every thing entertaining you can recollect.
“Be assured, I am most affectionately
“Your mother, ABIGAIL ADAMS.”
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