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You will have heard long before this of the inhuman busyness of Falmouth ー the tragedy acted by these hell hounds of an execrable Ministry with a more accursed Tyrant at their head now calls out for decision, for Heaven' sake, My Dr Sir, let your city no longer hold the honest in suspense by these shilly shally mode of conduct, is this a time when whole communities are laid waste by the Dogs of War to address or suffer addresses to be presented to the delegate of an infernal Dynasty, can any man in his senses suppose that Tryon who cannot hold his commission by any other tenure but that of contriving by fraud or force to suborn the freedom of this Continent be dup'd by his professions? You are, it seems, afraid of your town, in the first place I do not believe that they dare fire upon it, but if it was earnestly their intention You have I think, the means of preventing it, Seize by one bold stroke the Tryon and all his associates then, assure the Capt of the Man of War that the first House he sets on fire shall be the funeral pile of his Excellency, and you ought really to execute your threats.