Two Messengers Covered With Dust Come To

Our Private Property Must Be Sacrificed.

When I Shall Again Write To You, Or Where I Shall Be Tomorrow, I Cannot Tell.

At This Late Hour A Wagon Has Been Procured, And I Have Had It Filled With Plate And The Most Valuable Portable Articles, Belonging To The House.

It Is Done... The Precious Portrait Placed In The Hands Of The Gentlemen For Safe Keeping.

Two Messengers Covered With Dust Come To Bid Me Fly, But I Wait For Him.