My Dear Marquis, - Your favour of yesterday conveyed to me fresh proof of that friendship and attachment, which I have happily experienced since the first of our acquaintance, and for which I entertain sentiments of the purest affection. It will ever constitute part of my happiness to know that I stand well in your opinion; because I am satisfied that you can have no views to answer by throwing out false colours, and that you posses a mind too exalted to condescend to low arts and intrigues to acquire a reputation. Happy, thrice happy, would it have been for this army and the cause we are embarked in, if the same generous spirit had pervaded all the actors in it. But one gentleman [Gates], whose’s name you have mentions, had, I am confident, far different views; his ambition and great desire of being puffed off, as one of the first officers of the age, could only be equalled by the means which he used to obtain them … he became my inveterate enemy; and he had, I am persuaded, practised every art to do me an enjury [sic]… . The fatal tendency of disunion is so obvious … but we must not, in so great a test, expect to meet with nothing but sunshine. I have no doubt that everything happens for the best, that we shall triumph over our misfortunes, and, in the end, be happy; when, my dear marquis, id you will give me your company in Virginia, we will laugh at out past difficulty and the folly of others.