#poor ham

[theperrylleluniverse]

Your honor please let me just call perry and beg him to let me do something I promise I can be so groveling!!!

[bieles2017]

[aswithasunbeam]

Ive been looking for online sources to this 1792 letter from angelica to elizabeth (the one you mention in chp 12 of Elusive Peace), but i cant seem to find it anywhere, how did you come across it?

I probably should have noted that the date on this letter isn’t consistent across sources: Chernow has the letter dated April 25, 1792 in his notes, and Allan McLane Hamilton has it dated April 25, 1788. Given that the first real contact between George Beckwith and Hamilton didn’t occur until late 1789, the 1792 date made more sense to me. Either way, you can read the full text of Angelica Church’s letter in Allan McLane Hamilton’s Intimate Life of Alexander Hamilton:

At last my dear Eliza I have the best grounded hopes that we shall pass the remainder of our lives in the same city, how many happy evenings have I already past! from dwelling on my future happiness! 

Colonel Beckwith tells me that our dear Hamilton writes too much and takes no exercise, and grows too fat. I hate both the word and the thing, and I desire you will take care of his health and his good looks, why I should find him on my return a dull, heavy fellow!

He will be unable to Flirt as Robert Morris; pray Betsey, make him walk, and ride, and be amused. You will see by some of Church’s letters which have caused me to shed the most delicious tears of joy and gratitude, that it will not be long before we return to America.

Embrace poor dear Hamilton for me, it is impossible to know him, and not to wish him health and pleasure, and then I am really so proud of his merit and abilities, that even you, Eliza might envy my feelings.

Adieu my dear friends, be happy. (p. 73).

[my-dearest-angie]

Hercules, whispering: "He's barely spoken since Philip died. I'm worried about him."

Lafayette, whispering: "I have an idea."

Lafayette: "Mon ami! Why was six afraid of sept, err uh, seven?"

Hamilton: *non-commital grunt*

Lafayette: "Because-um...sept huit neuf?"

Hamilton: *violently sobs*

Lafayette: *frozen in terror*

Hercules: *facepalm*

[my-dearest-angie]

Modern Hamilton: Saving

Hamilton: *typing out third (read fifteenth) revision of a paper*

Hamilton: "And done!" *clicks x instead of save and deletes file*

Hamilton: ...

Hamilton: "There are moments that the words don't reach. There is suffering too terrible to name..."

[remnantsouls]

" Somebody called me fat today.."

[donutcats]

hamilton has been here for 3 seasons and yet he still hasnt gotten any better at acting

[undiscoveredstory]

MOMILTON IT's THE DAY WHERE IT HAPPENED THE DAY WHERE IT HAPPENED OOH THE DAY WHERE IT HAPPENED :,,( (He dead today) (Hamilton) (Burr the villain in our history)

the day he aimed hiS PISTOL AT THE SKY WAIT!!! (I shot him right between the ribs... I rushed toward him, but I was ushered away...)

And poor Ham actually died tomorrow, and I guess he never shut up throughout the whole time so they don’t know what his actual last words were -.- (only ham amiright?)