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Title: William Drennan, Edinburgh, to Mrs Matty McTier, Belfast
CollectionIrish Emigration Database
FileDrennan, William/69
SenderDrennan, William
Sender Gendermale
Sender Occupationmedical student
Sender Religionunknown
OriginEdinburgh, Scotland
DestinationBelfast, N.Ireland
RecipientMcTier, Matty
Recipient Genderfemale
SourceT 765/1/20: Obtained From Mrs. Duffin, Summerhill, Mount Pleasant, Belfast. #TYPE LET The Drennan Letters, 1776 - 1819: Extract of Letter From William Drennan, [Edinburgh?], 20 January, 1778, to Mrs. Matty McTier, North Street, Belfast.
ArchivePublic Record Office Northern Ireland.
Doc. No.9002033
Partial Date
Doc. TypeLET
Log22:02:1990 JM created 20:06:1991 GC input 15:08:19
Word Count324
TranscriptDearest Matty.
I thank you for Lord Chatham's Speech - it pleased me
extremely. I have nothing to send you in return. Nothing is going on
here at present but raising regiments, to be devoted to Destruction in
America. Every order of Men from the highest to the Lowest, are
emptying their Pockets (and what more could be asked from Scotchmen?)
in the support of the War; and even the Ladies of Edinburgh, or as the
Newspaper calls them the Respectable Society of Running Stationers,
have subscribed 30 Guineas for the aid & assistance of the King of
Great Britain. The Speculative Society of which I am Worthy a Member,
subscribed 100 Guineas; I was not present on the proposal, having
obtained a leave of non-attendance for three months, but you may tell
my Mother she need not fear that this circumstance will cost me a
single farthing. Every Minister in the City have given what they
could spare to edge the Sword of War, except Doctor Dick the worthy
Clergyman who on the Fast Day preached from this Text " How
shall I curse, whom the Lord hath not cursed, how shall I judge, whom
the Lord hath not condemned?"
A Man was this Morning brought into the Infirmary who had cut
off his foot above the ancle [ankle?]; upon having but five guineas
given to him, after being enlisted, instead of the 10 which had been
offered him before, by the recruiting officer. I remember to have
read that in the Last War a gentleman going along the road heard
amazing cries of distress proceeding from a House which was at some
distance, he came to it, looked in & saw two Grenadiers belabouring a
poor Man with the butt end of their pieces. What are you about? says
he. We are making a Volunteer, answered one of the Grenadiers. They
have made a good many in this way, in this place.....