| Description | Received his brother's letter some time ago, but deferred answering until he could do it with certainty. But after this delay he is no more able to tell his brother how he is, how his affairs will turn out or what course to take, than he was when his brother saw him. The writer's uncle takes his part very strenuously and he ordered him not to concern himself with the estate at all until he has comsulted with Dr Morgan, Mr Williams of Chester and Maurice Lewis, by whose opinion the writer is to be guided. Brother Robert thinks he is best off and pities the writer very much, whom he has several times asked in private whether he has not to take place of him at all times and in all places. The writer told him that he might do so, which made Robert perfectly happy, and he has ages since taken a great deal of pains to get before the writer to church and into the seat, where he fixes himself always at the upper end where the writer's mother used to sit. Robertasked the writer very seriously one day whether he should not be made sheriff before him, and being answered that he certainly would, he told the writer how he designed to manage at the sessions and whom he had appointed for his deputy. Has no more to say about Anglesey at present except that he is quite sick of it and his estate. Hopes his brother has spoken to the maid to brush the writer's best clothes and lay them smooth in the box. Let his brother put the box in the closet, and likewise his books and to give the key to Mr Fury.
Addressed to - Mr Hugh Owen at Mr Fury's Jeweller in Tavistock Street, Covent Garden, London |