of John Bartram and Humphry Marshall. 99 
allowances for accidents,” &c., and ending: “Really, friend 
John, complain on. I am now so used to that I shall not mind it 
or the future. But, as thou canst write diverting and curious 
Collinson.” The very next letter from Bartram, despatched, 
however, before he could have received his friend’s homily, suffi- 
ciently illustrates the fault which poor Collinson so amusingly 
deprecates: 
“ August the 14th, 1761. 
‘“ Dear Perer :—I have just now received two letters that came by 
the packet. 
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ears withal; but, as I have traveled through most of these provinces, 
and have specimens sent by the best hands, I know well what grows 
there. Indeed, I have not yet been at the Ohio, but have many speci- 
mens from there. But in about two weeks I hope to set out to search 
myself, if the barbarous Indians don’t hinder me (and if I die a martyr 
to botany, God’s will be done ;—His will be done in all things). They 
domineer, threaten, and steal most of the best horses they can. 
could have worse luck than I with your roots sent last fall and this 
spring.”—pp. 231, 232 
The following touches upon politics. 
“London, May 22d, 1762. 
‘Whilst my dear John is in a melancholy mood for the loss of Pitt, I 
keep myself in equal poise; but the success in one ‘scale, and his two 
rash French expeditions, on their coasts, in the other, in which he 
& good peace; and Pitt is as well pleased with his mercenary pension 
of £3000 per annum, and a title in reversion ; an has cleverly slipped 
his neck out of the collar, when it most became him to keep in, to serve 
his country, but he preferred serving himself before it. 
