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MY DEAREST FRIEND,
YESTERDAY I attended the dedication of a temple. The Presbyterian congregation in Market street have taken down their old meeting house and erected a new one in the same place, much larger, higher, more light, airy and elegant. They assembled in it for the first time yesterday, when Dr. Ewing preached in the morning, and Dr. Blair in the afternoon.
I recollected with pleasure, upon this occasion, the course of sermons delivered in rotation by the ministers of Boston in the new church in Brattle street, and Philadelphia got nothing by the comparison. Dr. Blair, however, entertained us with an elegant and sublime discourse, in which, among other good things, he gave Tom Paine a hearty reprobation.
I dined at Mr. O's. All well. I hope to receive a line to-day. A journal or diurnal register of farming would be very, very refreshing and entertaining. O ! the tedious solitude that awaits me for three or four months amidst the noise, smoke, wealth, luxury, eloquence, learning, wit and wisdom, of this proud city and our venerable Congress ! To me, one week of domestic felicity and rural amusement would be worth it all.