| Disgrifiad | Was sorry to hear the news of poor cousin Jack's death; the loss was so much the greater because he was grown to that size as not a little to divert Owen in his declining age. It was only last night that the writer and his wife were discoursing of their friends in Anglesey for she had been under some uneasy apprehension in her sleep about her brother Richard Owen. The news of cousin Elin Owen's loss of her husband follows this morning. Is sorrythat Owen should have cause to say that his country is sickly. The distemper he mentions is spread into most part of the Kingdom. Pray God a more contagious distemper does not follow, although most believe the flux infectious. The writer's wife designs to see Owen sometime this summer in case her horse recovers his untoward cold which is a strange infection so universally spread in all parts of the kingdom. Scarce a horse of any age or size escapes it. |