reakfast Cousin
Molly proposed a ride to the store. It is kept by a Mr. Thomson--Brother
to the Man it is said Miss H. Turberville is to Marry. Accordingly, we
three went in the Chariot, and left the two Married Ladys by themselves.

We have retired to dress for dinner. Shall I tell you our dresses? I
hear you say "Yes." Mrs. P. wears a brocade; Cousin M. her pink
Great-Coat, and I my pink. Adieu. Mrs. P. is going to dress my hair.

Every moment I can spare from the Company I dedicate to you. Two Beaux
dined here. Mr. James Thomson and Mr. Ford. In the evening two more
came--Mr. Beal and Mr. Joe Thomson. We are all preparing to dance.
Adieu: I hear the Fidle.

October 16.

We spent last night very agreeably. Danced till Eleven. My partner was
Mr. Beal. This is a beautiful situation--the Garden extends from the
House to the river [very much like _Retirement_]. I have been takeing a
very agreeable walk there. An airing is proposed this morning. We all go
in Mr. Turberville's Coach. Adieu: it is at the door.

I don't know when I've been happier than I am now. Every thing conspires
to make me so. Cousin Turberville is so Affectionate. She does every
thing in her power to make her Company happy. I had forgot to tell you
Cousin Hannah's dress yesterday. It was a blue lutestring habit, taffety
apron and handkerchief, with the most butiful little hat on the side of
her head I ever saw.

We are dressing for dinner: this is a ceremony always practiced here. I
wear my Great-Coat.

We are just done tea; and are to have the same Gentlemen to dance again
to-night.

I begin to want very much to see my Polly. Ah! what would I not give to
obtain that [happiness]. It appears a year since the morning I parted
from you, and how long, very long will it be before I clasp you to my
breast. I am deprived even the consolation of hearing from you. Adieu,
my love. I must return to the Company.

October 17.

We danced last night, and every one appeared to be happy. I can answer
for your Lucy: her partner was Mr. James Thomson--one of the best
dancers I most ever saw. Early this morning came one of the Miss
Ballendine's--truly Amiable, I believe, but not handsome. But how
prefarable is good sense and affability to Beauty: more pleasing a
thousand times!

Cousin Molly and Hannah T. have rode to Mr. Ballendine's to bring the
other Sister. She is to be married soon to a Mr. Murfey.

The old man being sick that plays the Fidle, we h