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I had no offers of any living. Lord-keeper told me some months ago, he would give me one when I pleased; but I told him, I would not take any from him : and the secretary told me t'other day, he had refused a very good one for me ; but it was in a place he did not like ; and I know nothing of getting any thing here, and, if they would give me leave, I would come over just now. Addison, I hear, has changed his mind about going over; but I have not seen him these four months.-0

ay,

that's true, Dingley; that's like herself: millions of businesses to do before she goes. Yes, my head has been pretty well, but threatening within these two or three days, which I impute to some fruit I ate ; but I will eat no more : not a bit of

any

sort. I suppose you had a journey without dust, and that was happy: I long for a Wexford letter ; but must not think of it yet : your

last was finished but three weeks ago.

It is d-d news you tell me of Mrs F- ; it makes me love England less a

I know nothing of the trunk being left or taken ; so 'tis odd enough, if the things in it were mine ; and I think I was told that there were some things for me, that my mother left particularly to me. I am really sorry for —; that scoundrel — will have his estate after his mother's death. Let me know if Mrs Walls has got her tea: I hope Richardson staid in Dublin till it came.

Mrs Walls needed not have that blemish in her eye ; for I am not in love with her at all.—No, I don't like any thing in the Examiner after the 45th, except the first part of the 46th ; * all the rest is trash ; and

great deal.

* Swift, it must be recollected, wrote all the forty-fifth ExaMINER, gave some hints for No. 46, and then dropt all concern

with the paper:

if

you like them, especially the 47th, your judgment is spoiled by ill company and want of reading; which I am more sorry for than you think: and I have spent fourteen years in improving you, to little purpose. (Mr Tooke has come here, and I must stop.)—At night. I dined with lord-treasurer to-day, and he kept me till nine ; so I cannot send this to-night, as I intended, nor write some other letters. Green, his surgeon, was there, and dressed his breast ; that is, put on a plaster, which is still requisite : and I took an opportunity to speak to him of the queen ; but he cut me short with this saying, Laissez faire à don Antoine ; which is a French proverb, expressing, Leave that to me. I find he is against her taking much physic; and I doubt he cannot persuade her to take Dr Radcliffe. However, she is very well now, and all the story of her illness, except the first day or two, was a lie. We had some business, that company hindered us from doing, though he is earnest for it, yet would not appoint me a certain day, but bids me come at all times till we can have leisure. This takes up a great deal of my time, and I can do nothing I would do for them. I was with the secretary this morning, and we both think to go next week to Windsor for some days, to dispatch an affair, if we can have leisure. Sterne met me just now in the street by his lodgings, and I went in for an hour to Jemmy Leigh, who loves London dearly: he asked after you with great respect and friendship. To return to your letter. Your Bishop Mills * hates me mortally: I wonder he should speak well of me, having abused me in all places where he went. So you pay your way. Cudsho: you had a fine supper, I warrant ; two

Dr Thomas Mills, Bishop of Waterford.

pullets, and a bottle of wine, and some currants. It is just three weeks to-day since you set out to Wexford ; you were three days going, and I don't expect a letter these ten days yet, or rather this fortnight. I got a grant of the Gazette for Ben Tooke this morning, from Mr Secretary: it will be worth to him a hundred pounds a-year.

18. To-day I took leave of Mrs Barton, who is going into the country; and I dined with Sir John Stanley, where I have not been this great while.—There dined with us Lord Rochester, and his fine daughter, Lady Jane, * just growing up a top toast. I have been endeavouring to save Sir Matthew Dudley, but fear I cannot. I walked the Mall six times to-night for exercise, and would have done more ; but as empty as the town is, a fool got hold of me, and so I came home, to tell you this shall go to-morrow, without fail, and follow you to Wexford like a dog.

19. Dean Atterbury sent to me to dine with him at Chelsea ; I refused his coach, and walked, and am come back by seven, because I would finish this letter, and some others I am writing. Patrick tells me, the maid said one Mr Walls, a clergyman, a tall man, was here to visit me.

Is it your Irish archdeacon? I shall be sorry for it; but I shall make a shift to see him seldom enough, as I do Dilly.—What can he do here ? or is it somebody else? The Duke of Newcastle † is dead by the fall he had from his horse. God send poor Stella her health, and keep MD happy. Farewell, and love Presto, who loves MD above all things ten million of times.

* Lady Jane Hyde was married Nov. 27, 1718, to William Capel, Earl of Essex, and died Jan. 3, 1723-4.

+ John Holles, Duke of Newcastle. He fell from his horse in hunting, 13th July, and died of his bruises on the third day following. The duke was made lord privy seal, 27th March 1705, which office became vacant by his death. He was one of the richest nobles in England.

God bless the dear Wexford girls. Farewell again, &c. &c.

LETTER XXVII.

I was

London, July 19, 1711. I HAVE just sent my 26th, and have nothing to say, because I have other letters to write ; (pshaw, I begin too high;) but I must lay the beginning like a nest-egg ; to-morrow I'll say more, and fetch up this line to be straight. This is enough at present for two dear saucy naughty girls.

20. Have I told you that Walls has been with me, and leaves the town in three days ? He has brought no gown with him. Dilly carried him to a play. He has come upon a foolish errand, and goes back as he comes. this day with Lord Peterborow, who is going another ramble : I believe I told you so. I dined with lordtreasurer, but cannot get him to do his own business with me; he has put me off till to-morrow.

21, 22. I dined yesterday with lord-treasurer, who would needs take me along with him to Windsor, although I refused him several times, having no linen, &c. I had just time to desire Lord Forbes to call at my lodg. ing, and order my man to send my things to-day to Windsor, by his servant. I lay last night at the secretary's lodgings at Windsor, and borrowed one of his shirts to go to court in. The queen is very well.

well. I

dined with Mr Masham; and not hearing any thing of my things, I got Lord Winchelsea to bring me to town. Here I found that Patrick had broke open the closet to get my linen and night-gown, and sent them to Windsor, and there they are ; and he not thinking I would return so soon, is gone upon his rambles : so here I am left destitute, and forced to borrow a night-gown of my landlady, and have not a rag to put on to-morrow : faith it gives me the spleen.

23. Morning. It is a terrible rainy day, and rained prodigiouslyon Saturday night. Patrick lay out last night, and is not yet returned ; faith, poor Presto is a desolate creature ; neither servant norlinen, noranything.–Night. Lord Forbes's man has brought back my portmantua, and Patrick is come; so I am in Christian circumstances : I shall hardly commit such a frolic again. I just crept out to Mrs Van's, and dined, and staid there the afternoon : it has rained all this day. Windsor is a delicious place: I never saw it before except for an hour about seventeen years ago. Walls has been here in my absence, I suppose to take his leave ; for he designed not to stay above five days in London. He

says,

he and his wife will come here for some months next year ; and, in short, he dares not stay now for fear of her.

24. I dined to-day with a hedge friend in the city; and Walls overtook me in the street, and told me he was just getting on horseback for Chester. He has as much curiosity as a cow : he lodged with his horse in Aldersgate Street: he has bought his wife a silk gown, and himself a hat. And what are you doing? what is poor MD doing now ? how do you pass your time at Wexford ? how do the waters agree with you ? let Presto know soon ; for Presto longs to know, and must know. Is not

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