Dear Sir,

Te Deum Laudamus: We here at present joyfully chant forth. The Vessels of War lately here, I am Just now informed, took their departure a few days since, first burning two of their Tenders. We have now an Open Port, tho' I fear it will not long be one, unless ye honble Board will hurry down some Balls.

I presume Mr Hewes with a budget full of Interesting Northern News, is with You before this—pray be so obliging as to communicate by a line what he, or any others may have brought. We have none here, since the L: Island affair, nor one syllable of Indian matters. Has Avery returned? or have the Indians borrow'd the poor fellow's Night Cap? I wish to hear from that quarter.

The Humour of Salt boiling seems to be taking place here, I have seen some boiled here, the cleanest & whitest of any salt (I think) I ever saw in my life—every Old Wife is now scouring her pint pot for the necessary operation. God send them good luck.

Pray tender my respectfull compts to every member of ye Board, & believe me Dear Sir, wth Esteem, Yr Obt Servt

P. S. Just as I finished this, I was told, the Cruizer, (too long the Terror of Cape Fear) was likewise burnt.