ay tell him this, though
perhaps I will write to him before he goes; yet where shall I direct?
for I suppose he has left Connolly's.(8)

13. I have left off Lady Kerry's bitter, and got another box of pills.
I have no fits of giddiness, but only some little disorders towards it;
and I walk as much as I can. Lady Kerry is just as I am, only a great
deal worse: I dined to-day at Lord Shelburne's, where she is, and we
con ailments, which makes us very fond of each other. I have taken Mr.
Harley into favour again, and called to see him, but he was not within;
I will use to visit him after dinner, for he dines too late for my head:
then I went to visit poor Congreve, who is just getting out of a severe
fit of the gout; and I sat with him till near nine o'clock. He gave me a
Tatler(9) he had written out, as blind as he is, for little Harrison. It
is about a scoundrel that was grown rich, and went and bought a coat of
arms at the Herald's, and a set of ancestors at Fleet Ditch; 'tis well
enough, and shall be printed in two or three days, and if you read those
kind of things, this will divert you. It is now between ten and eleven,
and I am going to bed.

14. This was Mrs. Vanhomrigh's daughter's(10) birthday, and Mr. Ford
and I were invited to dinner to keep it, and we spent the evening there,
drinking punch. That was our way of beginning Lent; and in the morning
Lord Shelburne, Lady Kerry, Mrs. Pratt, and I, went to Hyde Park,
instead of going to church; for, till my head is a little settled, I
think it better not to go; it would be so silly and troublesome to go
out sick. Dr. Duke(11) died suddenly two or three nights ago; he was one
of the wits when we were children, but turned parson, and left it, and
never writ farther than a prologue or recommendatory copy of verses. He
had a fine living given him by the Bishop of Winchester(12) about three
months ago; he got his living suddenly, and he got his dying so too.

15. I walked purely to-day about the Park, the rain being just over, of
which we have had a great deal, mixed with little short frosts. I went
to the Court of Requests, thinking, if Mr. Harley dined early, to go
with him. But meeting Leigh and Sterne, they invited me to dine
with them, and away we went. When we got into his room, one H----, a
worthless Irish fellow, was there, ready to dine with us; so I stepped
out, and whispered them, that I would not dine with that fellow: they
made excuses, and begged me to sta