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A SHORT ACCOUNT OF THE YELLOW FEVER, AS IT APPEARED IN NEW-LONDON, IN AUGUST, SEPTEMBER, AND OCTOBER, 1798: WITH An accurate list of those who died of the disease, the donations, &c. &c. &c.

BY CHARLES HOLT.

New-London: PRINTED BY C. HOLT, AT THE BEE-OFFICE. 1798.

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THE public are not here to expect a labored and scien­tific investigation of the origin and various phenomena of the extraordinary malady which occasioned the pub­lication of this account. A simple and correct narra­tive of circumstances, as they appeared to a common eye, with some consequent remarks, are all that is at­tempted. And they will suffice, it is hoped, to grati­fy the curiosity of such as never witnessed so lamenta­able a scene, and relieve the anxiety of those whose sympathy interested them in our sufferings.

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Introductory remarks.

THE year 1798 seemed to have been marked by Providence as pregnant with uncommon fatality to the people of the United States. Philadelphia, New-York, Boston, Portsmouth, and several places of inferior note, were doomed to see their streets depopu­lated, and their inhabitants cut off by a merciless pesti­lence. The dreadful Yellow Fever, which had lately made such lamentable ravages in some of our capital towns, appeared this year with increased violence.— New-London, though heretofore remarkable for the salubrity of its air, had nevertheless its portion in the bitter cup.

With respect to the immediate causes of this melan­choly visitation, the opinions of the philosopher, the physician, and the divine, are at variance. By some it was attributed to infection imported from abroad; by others to domestic origin from putrid animal sub­stances; by others to the excessive and continued heat of the weather; and by some to the judgment of hea­ven in punishment of national iniquities. The inha­bitants of the United States, it is true, had been for some time looking for a diminution of their numbers: but it was a diminution by other means which they expected. Preparations for hostilities were actively going forward, the din of arms resounded in all our ports, and the noise of war was heard in every corner of the land. But, like David, we were destined to "fall into the hands of God rather than man." The bustle of politics suddenly died away, the noise and [Page iv]pomp of military parade ceased; and in their stead a general stillness and dismay prevailed, business and cares of every kind but that of self-preservation were neg­lected, and the public prints were either suspended or filled with the records of disease and death.

Thus in the space of one month was the face of A­merican affairs entirely changed. How were the migh­ty fallen! how were the hopes of the great destroyed!

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