I wish my
Polly to do the same.

October 7.

This is Sunday. We have been collected in the Chamber, reading the
Lessons of the day. After that, Nancy and myself plann'd a ride out on
horseback, which we are just going to put in execution. Adieu. I will
resume my pen on my return.

We are returned. I can't say I was much delighted with the ride, as I
rode a very hard-going horse. They had dined when we returned.

October 8.

Mr. Newton dined here to-day. I believe you know him, and therefore need
not describe him. I have been very busy to-day working a little screne,
to hold in my hand to prevent the fire from burning my face. I think it
will be beautifull.

I have seated myself in my (w)rapper to scribble a little. Mr. Pinkard
has been reading a Play all the evening to Nancy and myself. We were
much pleased with it. Nancy grows better and better every day--which I
am delighted at. Adieu: sleep has closed my eyes.

October 9.

I was in danger last night of commiting a great piece of rudeness; the
Play Mr. Pinkard read us was the _Bell Strattagem_. Mr. Newton was by
when it was read. Some one ask't him sometime afterwards what the Play
was. He said the _Country Cousin_. I thought I should have burst with
laughter!

The two Gentlemen went to the Court-house to-day. Molly and myself took
a walk this evening, and should have walk't much farther had we not met
the Gentlemen. Mr. Newton dismounted and walkt home with us.

October 10.

I have seated myself to give you the adventures of to-day. Mr. C.
Washington returned to-day from Fredericksburg. You can't think how
rejoiced Hannah was, and how dejected in his absence she always is. You
may depend upon it, Polly, this said Matrimony alters us mightely. I am
afraid it alienates us from every one else. It is, I fear, the bane of
Female Friendship. Let it not be with ours, my Polly, if we should ever
Marry. Adieu. Harriet calls me to supper. Once more good-by.

October 11.

Hannah and myself were going to take a long walk this evening, but were
prevented by the two horred Mortals, Mr. Pinkard and Mr. Washington, who
seized me and kissed me a dozen times in spite of all the resistance I
could make. They really think, now they are married, they are prevaliged
to do any thing.

October 12.

I am going to tell you a little piece of a secret; but you must never
mention it. Nancy had an admirer lately--who do you think it is? No
other than Mr. Newton.