| Disgrifiad | Has not quarelled all this while, but can scarce abstain from it now, having written three letters to her, one to Robin and another to Nancy since he had any from either of them. Has been much out of order once this week, but is now well again. Has been tonight burying his cousin Ned Lloyd (Philip Lloyd's father) who died of a consumption last Tuesday. Hopes to be home, but this melancholy occasion will keep him longer than he would. The Queen will not be buried these 3 weeks; the day is not yet set. There are 200 poor widows to have mourning besides innumerable persons all of quality. Margaret's son is just going into black and the writer has tonight stuff to make the girls mantures of second mourning which children use here if they must have stays or heads. |