Walton, George, Signer of the Declaration of Independence from Georgia

Autograph letter signed ("Geo Walton"), 2 pages (13 5/8 x 8 3/4 in.; 347 x 222 mm) on a single leaf, Wilmington, North Carolina, 4 April 1780, to an unidentified correspondent; small marginal losses from seal tear, silked.

On his way to Philadelphia, Walton suggests that he and his correspondent—evidently a Continental officer—agree to keep each other informed of news from their respective realms. "I propose setting out from this place tomorrow for Virginia; and thence to Congress, Mrs. Walton & Miss Camber; and a train of horses and servants, make up the squadron. ... Good God! when a man has nothing to say, and still attempts to speak, how he sinks!—Suffice it, on this subject at least, to say—that a communication whilst I am at Congress and you in the Southern Department may not be either disagreeable or disadvantageous to either; and it is my desire that this may be considered as the commencement or first step. If our arms should be unsuccessful, or in any other event, you should find yourself disposed to a northern jaunt, I beg you to believe I shall be glad to see you at Philadelphia, where I expect to have a small cottage; and in which you shall eat of my own bread, & drink of my own cup."

Perhaps in return for this proffered hospitality, Walton asks his correspondent to do what he can for the refugees of the British invasion of Georgia. "On the operations and ultimate fate of your arms to the Southward, various and uncertain are the conjectures this way: I rely upon you for authentic information. I confess I have my fears—God help us. How the poor Refugees of our unfortunate Country, have suffered!" He tells that he has received letters from displaced friends and has written "to General Lincoln this day upon the subject: do make it a subject of your attention—Poor fellows, their sufferings are great." Walton also asks a personal favor, although he admits that it is likely a futile request: "Should a happy fortune put you into Georgia, with the rest of our friends, during my absence; let me entreat any little services towards securing my negroes, taking possession of my house, furniture &c. This is the only power or request I left on the subject: tho' I am afraid it is useless."

In closing, Walton references the shattered leg that he sustained during the siege of Savannah. "Since I saw you my wound has been very bad; it is almost recovered: 'God mend me.'"