Many other crimes which you do not mention have been laid to my charge, for which I have had to answer both _publicly_ and _privately_. My enemies are indefatigable in their endeavours to distress me, and I find to my sorrow that they are but too successful. I have been driven from the Camp by the clamours of the New Hampshire people, and am again threaten’d in this place. But I hope soon to be out of the reach of my Cruel Persecutors, for I am determined to seek for _that Peace_ and _Protection_ in foreign Lands and among strangers which is deny’d me in my native country. I cannot any longer bear the insults that are daily offered me. I cannot bear to be looked upon and treated as the _Achan_ of Society. I have done nothing that can deserve this _cruel usage_. I have done nothing with any design to injure my countrymen, and cannot any longer bear to be treated in this barbarous manner by them. And notwithstanding I have the tenderest regard for my Wife and family, and really believe I have an equal return of love and affection from them; though I feel the keenest distress at the thoughts of what Mrs. Thompson and my Parents and friends will suffer on my account, and though I foresee and realise the distress, poverty, and wretchedness that must unavoidably attend my Pilgrimage in unknown lands, destitute of fortune, friends, and acquaintance, yet all these Evils appear to me more tolerable than the treatment which I meet with from the hands of my ungrateful countrymen.[1] I am too well acquainted with your Paternal affection for your Children to doubt of your kind care over them. But you will excuse me if I trouble you with my _most earnest_ desires and entreaties for your _peculiar_ care of my family, whose distressed circumstances call for every indulgence and alleviation you can afford them. I must also beg a continuance of your Prayers for me, that my present afflictions may have a suitable impression on my mind, and that in due time I may be extricated out of all my troubles. That this may be the case, that the happy time may soon come when I may return to my family in peace and safety, and _when every individual in America may sit down under his own vine, and under his own Fig-tree, and have none to make him afraid_, is the constant and devout wish of Your dutiful and affectionate son, BENJAMIN THOMPSON. Rev. Tim. Walker. Dr. Ellis, in his admirable biography, says: