from Chester; and I now write to the Archbishop of Dublin.(7)
Everything is turning upside down; every Whig in great office will, to a
man, be infallibly put out; and we shall have such a winter as hath not
been seen in England. Everybody asks me, how I came to be so long in
Ireland, as naturally as if here were my being; but no soul offers to
make it so: and I protest I shall return to Dublin, and the Canal at
Laracor,(8) with more satisfaction than ever I did in my life. The
Tatler(9) expects every day to be turned out of his employment; and the
Duke of Ormond,(10) they say, will be Lieutenant of Ireland. I hope you
are now peaceably in Presto's(11) lodgings; but I resolve to turn you
out by Christmas; in which time I shall either do my business, or find
it not to be done. Pray be at Trim by the time this letter comes to
you; and ride little Johnson, who must needs be now in good case. I have
begun this letter unusually, on the post-night, and have already written
to the Archbishop; and cannot lengthen this. Henceforth I will write
something every day to MD, and make it a sort of journal; and when it
is full, I will send it, whether MD writes or no; and so that will
be pretty: and I shall always be in conversation with MD, and MD with
Presto. Pray make Parvisol pay you the ten pounds immediately; so I
ordered him. They tell me I am grown fatter, and look better; and,
on Monday, Jervas(12) is to retouch my picture. I thought I saw Jack
Temple(13) and his wife pass by me to-day in their coach; but I took no
notice of them. I am glad I have wholly shaken off that family. Tell the
Provost,(14) I have obeyed his commands to the Duke of Ormond; or let
it alone, if you please. I saw Jemmy Leigh(15) just now at the
Coffee-house, who asked after you with great kindness: he talks of going
in a fortnight to Ireland. My service to the Dean,(16) and Mrs. Walls,
and her Archdeacon.(17) Will Frankland's(18) wife is near bringing
to-bed, and I have promised to christen the child. I fancy you had my
Chester letter the Tuesday after I writ. I presented Dr. Raymond to Lord
Wharton(19) at Chester. Pray let me know when Joe gets his money.(20)
It is near ten, and I hate to send by the bellman.(21) MD shall have
a longer letter in a week, but I send this only to tell I am safe in
London; and so farewell, etc.

LETTER 3.

LONDON, Sept. 9, 1710.

After seeing the Duke of Ormond, dining with Dr. Cockburn,(1) passing
some part of the