ing, and hope to dine with my dearest daughter next Sunday, and to enjoy the satisfaction of seeing her perfectly recovered.

Adieu !

LETTER LXI.

Thursday, Sept. 25, 1798.

MY DEAREST POLLY,

I HAD the favour yesterday of

yours of Monday. It is great satisfaction to me that your health improves daily, and I hope to see you on Sunday without the morbidezza look, which has of late prevailed over your delicate fea

tures.

This day is fine, and the country people prognosticate good weather for some days to come.

I have ordered my chaise from Ride for Saturday morning at eight, and propose to lie at Liphook, and to dine with my dearest daughter in Prince's Court on Sunday between three and four.

I wrote to Monsieur Barthelemi, and Enclosed him Mr. Paice's pamphlet.

The journey you mention to Lisle is among the comicalities of life.

I continue to get on horseback most days, but my excursion to Ride on Saturday will finish my promenades à cheval for this year.

My tenderest love to Mademoiselle d'Eythorn.

Adieu!

LETTER LXII.

Prince's Court,

Friday, Nov. 7, 1788.-Three.

MY DEAREST POLLY,

I RECEIVED to-day a little be

fore two a Mercure, four Journaux, and

a Bulletin.

I enclose you the Bulletin. The rest contain nothing interesting. I trust that this will arrive in time, and just at the moment of your embark. ing with a favourable wind, for which I have formed more than wishes.

Let me know all your own commissions, and those of your French friends. I shall have a pleasure in executing them with a punctuality equal to your own, and I am sure nothing can exceed that. Servants are not to be trusted.

I desire my compliments to Mr. Fector, and his very ingenious son.

The number of the Mercure is 44. I shall lay the Mercures all carefully by for your return.

The weather continues remarkably fine. It is indeed a beautiful day, and I hope for a suite of such for some time, and propitious gales for my beloved daughter. Adieu, et bon voyage, ma chère petite.

LETTER LXIII.

Prince's Court,

Friday, Nov. 14, 1788.

MY DEAREST POLLY,

I AM happy that I can send

you a favourable account of the King's illness. His Majesty is much better in every respect, and has enjoyed several hours quiet rest, not agitated, nor at intervals broken and interrupted, but continued and refreshing. There have been happy intervals of returning recollection, and at three this morning strong hopes were entertained of a perfect recovery.

Sills, his fishmonger, told me that yesterday he sent to Windsor two chicken turbot, of which the King is remarkably fond, and that they were approved and relished.