PRIVATE LETTERS OP
me with gold, Jack, but I have not the heart to AA nay ; and this runs away with hundreds.* The cropA however, will be ripe in three months, and then I sbafl be relieved from this doleful spectacle. To say least, my bed is a bed of thorns, and I do assure yotl nothing but the sense of doing right could support through my difficulties ; and I am alone, for though #7 companions, or rather followers, are really good ^ faithful, yet they are not society. Whether I get avj aid or not, I arn going to put down piracy next year? and if that fifty-barrel gun comes, so much the better ? such a state of things cannot be allowred to exist near u gentleman, and it will be easily put an end to when tbe said gentleman applies himself to the task in perso**-Those idiots, the Dutchathose thick-skinned, muddle headed canallersaencourage this vile traffic, beca^ it prevents the natives smuggling, and because it ^ jures the trade of Singapore. Many, many loves $ you all. Fear nothing for roe i the decision is * higher hands, and I am as willing to die, as live, in present undertaking, if my death can benefit the pAAr people. Pray, help me the whole hog, and do, if sible, relieve me from the pecuniary burden of tb* task, for it is that, I do not like. Poverty I care ^ for ; but pecuniary doubt is hateful. God bless yAu' Write constantly, fully, about everybody, Jem in p3^ ticular ; and I want to hear about the ourang-^11 theory, which Waterhouse has not sent me.
Ever yours affectionately, but in haste,
J. BrookA-J. BrookA -