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The works of Alexander Hamilton (vol. 1 of 7)

Chapter 217: HAMILTON TO MRS. HAMILTON.
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The collection assembles correspondence, political and official writings, and administrative records, bringing together personal letters, logistical instructions, and notes on military and financial matters. The letters reveal commercial and maritime concerns alongside reflections on ambition and practical business arrangements. Official documents include pay-books, legal and constitutional commentary, and essays addressing finance, trade, currency, and international affairs. Read together, the pieces document the practical work of public life and the evolution of economic and governmental ideas through a mix of private dispatches, administrative detail, and argumentative writing.

HAMILTON TO MRS. HAMILTON.

Philadelphia, July 22, 1783.

I wrote you, my beloved Eliza, by the last post, which I hope will not meet with the fate that many others of my letters must have met with. I count upon setting out to see you in four days; but I have been so frequently disappointed by unforeseen events, that I shall not be without apprehensions of being detained, till I have begun my journey. The members of Congress are very pressing with me not to go away at this time, as the House is thin, and as the definitive treaty is momently expected.

Tell your father that Mr. Rivington, in a letter to the South Carolina delegates, has given information, coming to him from Admiral Arbuthnot, that the Mercury frigate is arrived at New-York with the definitive treaty, and that the city was to be evacuated yesterday, by the treaty.

I am strongly urged to stay a few days for the ratification of the treaty; at all events, however, I will not be long absent.

I give you joy of the happy conclusion of this important work in which your country has been engaged. Now, in a very short time, I hope we shall be happily settled in New-York.

My love to your father. Kiss my boy a thousand times.

A. Hamilton.