Mr. Moreau, rue de la Planche-Mibray, n. 13.

January 6, 1819. 

Sir,

The precepts of my religion, from which I will never deviate, ask that I return good for evil; this is why I come to wish you a happy and prosperous New Year, perfect health and the fulfillment of all you could desire.

I await with resignation, according to the promise you made me, the pleasure of seeing you, and I await it with all the more impatience as I begin to fear that you will break your word to me, and I no longer believe you will even reply to my letter.  I nevertheless have a great interest in knowing if your colleagues in Avignon have written to you anything about what concerns me. For my part, I also await one from Mr. Chaix, your friend.

I thought that my troubles would end with the year 1818, and that my tranquility would date from January 1, 1819, a time when everyone appeared under the guise of friendship, and showed themselves to be truly generous; my hopes were in vain, and since then you and your associates have tormented me more than ever. 

Please tell me, Sir, to which of your colleagues can I address myself to obtain the relief I very much deserve, after twenty-three years of waiting. Such courage and patience on my part would merit at least some lessening of my troubles.  Where does this stubbornness come from, in not responding to my letters, so that I must  constantly ask for an answer, without you deigning to do what honesty requires, since every letter deserves an answer?

Please then, I beg you, I repeat it again, come to me see, or write to me; write me as much as you would like, I would not regret the delivery of your letters; my desire to receive some word from you must show you, to the contrary, how much pleasure it would give me.

I have had the honor of addressing this same letter to Dr. Pinel.

I have the honor of greeting you,

M.B.