Alexander Hamilton and James Monroe had the potential for a lasting relationship. When the Virginia Assembly ordered the formation of four new infantry regiments, James Monroe, who rode home to enlist, was carrying letters of recommendations–one of which came from Alexander Hamilton. Both men were present in the withering winter of Valley Forge and Hamilton wrote to John Laurens of him on May 22nd, 1779:
“Monroe is just setting out from Head Quarters and proposes to go in quest of adventures to the Southward. He seems to be as much of a night errant as your worship; but as he is an honest fellow, I shall be glad he may find some employment, that will enable him to get knocked in the head in an honorable way. He will relish your black scheme [Laurens was currently in South Carolina attempting to carry out his plan for raising his black battalions] if any thing handsome can be done for him in that line. You know him to be a man of honor a sensible man and a soldier. This makes it unnecessary to me to say any thing to interest your friendship for him. You love your country too and he has zeal and capacity to serve it.”
Both men were close in age, Alexander born in 1755 was three years older than James born in 1758. At Yorktown, October 14th, 1781, Monroe and Hamilton were with one another as they both led a charge through enemy redoubts at Yorktown.
After the war, both men went on a rather same route: marriage, starting a family and working as a lawyer until appointment into the Continental Congress. By the time the constitution was ratified, both men were on opposite sides of the political spectrum.
In December of 1792, former congressional clerk reported that Hamilton had been involved with a criminal speculator in misuse of government funds. Congress appointed a committee to investigate: Federalists Frederick Muhlenburg, and Abraham Venable and non-federalist James Monroe. All three confronted Hamilton of December 15th who instead, confessed to an affair. The immigrant passed over letters he had shared with Mrs. Maria Reynolds to further show proof that he was not involved in embezzling government funds. The three men promised not to speak anymore about the affair and went on their way; of course not Monroe. Monroe instead sent along the information to good friend and mentor, Thomas Jefferson whom was at Monticello.
One morning in 1797, Monroe received a letter from Hamilton who challenged his keeping of the secret from five years earlier. Unaware that the information he’d passed along to Jefferson had been released, Monroe put off replying until consulting with Muhlenberg and Venable. The day after Monroe arrived in New York and consented to a meeting between the two, Hamilton appeared at his doorstep with brother-in-law John Barker Church on the morning of Tuesday, July 11th. Agitated, he demanded to know why Monroe had not replied to his letter and accused him of leaking the affair. Monroe explained he had left the dossier with a “friend in Virginia” and still unaware it had been released. David Gelston who was also present at the scene of this dispute wrote an account of the event:
“Colo. Hamilton came about 10 oClk in the morning… [Hamilton] appeared very much agitated upon… entrance into the room… he went into a detail of circumstances at considerable length upon a former meeting at Philada. between Mr Muhlenberg Mr. Venable…
…Colo. M then began with declaring it was merely accidental his knowing any thing about the business at first [the affair] he sealed up his copy of the papers mentioned and sent or delivered them to his Friend in Virginia [most likely Jefferson]—he had no intention of publishing them & declared upon his honor that he knew nothing of their publication until he arrived in Philada from Europe and was sorry to find they were published.
Colo. H. observed that as he had written to Colo. M. Mr Muhlenburgh & Mr. Venable he expected an immediate answer to so important a subject in which his character the peace & reputation of his Family were so deeply interested…
…Colo. M then proceeded upon a history of the business printed in the pamphlets and said that the packet of papers before alluded to he yet believed remained sealed with his friend in Virginia and after getting through…
Hamilton grew rather infuriated, shouting “This as your representation is totally false!”
Both men rose to their feet. Monroe, offended rose first saying:
Do you say I represented falsely? You are a Scoundrel.”
Colo. H. said I will meet you like a Gentleman [a duel]
Colo. M Said I am ready get your pistols…
It was at this point that Church and Gelston stepped between the two political titans, “Gentlemen, gentlemen, be moderate,”
Although Hamilton remained “agitated”, Monroe went back into clarity and reiterated his lack of knowledge over the leak of private information. Hamilton agreed to let this whole thing rest until Monroe returned to Philadelphia to meet with Muhlenburg and Venable and both agreed to meet once again in a weeks time with “any intemperate expressions… be forgotten.” In the days that followed, Monroe and Muhlenburg cosigned a letter to Hamilton that neither had any knowledge about the publication of the Reynolds dossier. Venable was away and was unable to reply.
“You have been and are actuated by motives towards me malignant and dishonorable,” Hamilton relayed, “nor can I doubt that this will be the universal opinion, when the publication of the whole affair with I am about to make shall be seen.” Infuriated by the pursuit, Monroe was quick to shoot back:
“Why you have adopted this style I know not. If you object is to render this affair a personal one between us, you might have been more explicit… I have stated to you that I have no wish to do you a personal injury. The several explanations which I have made accorded with truth… If these do not yield you satisfaction, I can give you no other, unless called on in a way which… I wish to avoid, but which I am ever ready to meet.”
Monroe asked Aaron Burr to serve as his second. Burr urged Monroe to send a conciliatory letter of some sorts, “Seeing no adequate cause… why I should give a challenge to you… I own it was not my intention to give or even provoke one… If, on the other hand, you meant this last letter as a challenge to me, I have then to request that you will say so.” Both men let up on the whole ordeal and a duel, never fought.
James Monroe has no known reaction towards Alexander Hamilton’s death. Though, in the decades after her husband’s death, Elizabeth Hamilton had one grievance which stuck with her for many, many years: the Reynold’s affair, something which she blamed the leak of solely on Monroe. In the 1820s, after Monroe had completed his two full terms as President of the United States, he called upon Eliza in Washington D.C., hoping to “thaw the frost” between them. Eliza was then about seventy, her nephew read her the invite and “she read the name and stood holding the card, much perturbed,” said a nephew, “her voice sank and she spoke very low, as she always did when she was angry. “What has that man come to see me for?” The nephew said Monroe had come to pay his respects. She wavered, “I will see him.”
When she entered the parlor, Monroe rose to greet her and did not invite him to sit down. With a bow, Monroe began what seemed to sound like a well-rehearsed speech, “that it was many years since they had met, that the lapse in time brought its softening influences, that they both were nearing the grave, when past differeneces could be forgiven and forgotten.
Eliza believed Monroe was trying to draw a moral standing between them and she was not in a forgiving mood. “Mr Monroe, if you have come to tell me that you repent, that you are sorry, very sorry, for the misrepresentations and the slanders and the stories you circulated against my dear husband, Iif you have come to say this, I understand it. But otherwise, no lapse of time, no nearness of grave, makes any difference.” Monroe was without a comment, picked up his day, bid her good day and left the home, never to return.
On this day in music history: March 9, 1975 - “Katy Lied”, the fourth studio album by Steely Dan is released. Produced by Gary Katz, it is recorded at ABC Recording Studios in Los Angeles, CA from November 1974 - January 1975. The album’s title is a play on the word “katydid”, the species of grasshopper that appears on the LP’s cover (taken by Fagen’s then girlfriend Dorothy White). Several of the songs are piano based, with the duo utilizing keyboardist Michael Omartian to play on many of the tracks. For the sessions, Becker and Fagen use a seven foot long Bosendorfer grand piano (at the time costing over $13,000), which they talk their label ABC Records into paying for. The album features numerous top flight musicians including Crusaders member Wilton Felder (bass), Chuck Rainey (bass), Victor Feldman (percussion), Rick Derringer, Hugh McCracken, Larry Carlton, Dean Parks, Elliott Randall (guitar), Hal Blaine (drums), Michael McDonald (background vocals) and future Toto members David Paich (keyboards) and Jeff Porcaro (drums). Only twenty one years old at the time, Porcaro plays drums on nine of the albums’ ten tracks. Becker and Fagen experience major technical difficulties when the dbx noise reduction system malfunctions, rather than using the industry standard Dolby A noise reduction while mixing the album. In spite of efforts to correct the problem, they are unable to fix it entirely. Nearly deciding to scrap the album altogether, Becker and Fagen release it as is but have refused to listen to it since. It spins off two singles including “Black Friday” (#37 Pop) and “Bad Sneakers” (#103 Pop). In 1978, the audiophile label Mobile Fidelity Sound Lab issues a half speed mastered pressing of the album. It sells poorly upon its release, and is deleted not long after. Though it ends up becoming a sought after collector’s item after it goes out of print, commanding as much as $300 - 400 for a sealed copy. The album is remastered and reissued on CD in 1999. “Katy Lied” peaks at number thirteen on the Billboard Top 200, and is certified Platinum in the US by the RIAA.
Watching your Final Fantasy video and I look at the Final Fantasy III (really VI box. The light is reflecting off the box really strong like, and a question must be asked: is that a sealed copy of Final Fantasy III, and how much bank did you break?
It has a plastic box protector around it. A lot of my more important/valuable SNES boxes have those protectors.
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if anyone is interested in getting into the series, now seems to be a good time. this game is way cheaper than i expected it to be. we paid around $30 CAD (which is even less in USD) plus shipping for a brand new factory sealed copy
You really shouldn't be calling people faggots. And maybe instead of insulting everyone who disagrees with you, listen to them. Be a little more open-minded. You don't have to agree with everyone, but don't be a rude asshole. Thanks.
You’re taking a meme seriously, dude. That’s the equivalent of navy seal copy pasta, but the ESxP 3w2 version.
If I’m a faggot, can I call other people faggots? ;)
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