-- My dearest Letty, excuse my weakness -- excuse these
blots -- my tears fall so fast that I cannot keep the paper dry --
yet I ought to consider that I have as yet no cause to despair
but I am such a faint-hearted timorous creature!
Thank God, my uncle is much better than he was yesterday. He is
resolved to pursue our journey strait to Wales. -- I hope we shall
take Gloucester in our way -- that hope chears my poor heart I
shall once more embrace my best beloved Willis, and pour all my
griefs into her friendly bosom. -- 0 heaven! is it possible that
such happiness is reserved for
The dejected and forlorn
LYDIA MELFORD
Oct. 4.
To Sir WATKIN PHILLIPS, Bart. of Jesus college, Oxon.
DEAR WATKIN,
I yesterday met with an incident which I believe you will own to
be very surprising -- As I stood with Liddy at the window of the
inn where we had lodged, who should pass by but Wilson a-horse
back! -- I could not be mistaken in the person, for I had a full
view of him as he advanced; I plainly perceived by my sister's
confusion that she recognized him at the same time. I was equally
astonished and incensed at his appearance, which I could not but
interpret into an insult, or something worse.
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