July 21, 2007

3 January 1807 by Elizabeth Macarthur

I found this drawing of John and I made by the officer of a Spanish ship when we first arrived in the colony. How young and innocent we both look! and how well we hid the anxiety we felt at being marooned in this cast-off settlement; time has wrung so much from us, and has it given back? Well, if we had stayed we may still have progressed, but not as we have here, although the long periods of being apart may not have happened. But the Continental wars have raged and all the men are sent there, so perhaps it is all for the best. And we are here together!

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