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Mr. Burr, sir.
I feel the need to say that we need to meet to discuss these accusations before we end up in a duel. We both know from the war that there are times for violence and times for peace. We should at least sit down and talk before raising guns. Or am I incorrect in my belief that you still count us as friends? I was under the impression that you would still consider us friends.
For instance, when you attempted to unseat my father from congress, you said you still considered us friends. I was under the original impression that friends did not injure family members societal positions and still call each other friends, but you did.
Please, Mr. Burr, since you haven’t given me leave to call you Aaron in these correspondences despite the fact that I haven’t called you Mr. Burr since before we staged a revolution. Do tell me that you remember those nights. The ones where I defended you from the others despite the fact that you wouldn’t actually say you agreed with our principals. The ones that I defended you from when you were the homewrecker of the two of us. Or did you also conveniently forget the fact that I’m not the first one of us to take place in an affair.
Apologies, for my words earlier in this letter, I am not attempting to stir up more things for us to fight for. I am trying to understand why you believe that this particular matter is one for the duel range when none of my actions have been the same as actions we’ve already been through in our friendship. I am merely a humble lawyer, I have stepped back from politics after my son’s death.
Signed, your sincerest friend Alexander H.