March 6, 17 10.
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. . . . Secheverell will make all the Ladys turn good huswivs, they goe att seven every mornin. Your brother givs you a more exact acount then I can, pray God send it ends well for this comfution seems to me to be lyke the begining of the lait troubles, I having laitly red Bakers Cronekles. I rejouce you are safe, thear will be plenty of soagars now, for I hear thear is a great many of the mob in custety, that are all to be sent for sogars, Mrs. Lewis, Mrs. Loe's neice was last Fryday to see me very fynly drest and very noble Jewells one. She keeps a coach and six horssis and fower footmen, did keep six but she being very discreet desiered twoe might be put ofe, for soe many would but make them be envyed ; indeed she was always a great favorett of myne. All my fyer syde is in good health
March 18, 17 10.
My dearist and best of children, I hear the Duke of Molbery is going over to treet about a peec, I pray hartely for his good suckses, and then as hartely for your return. I hope you will not lett one post slip without a letter to Lady B. and her daughter ; in my own immagenation I doe conclewd it dun, if it be not your fault, delay in such afairs loocks ill and seldom prospers. I went the other day to see your great wulf dogs. I thinck them very handsom, but they are very poor ; they eat bread very gently out of my hand, but you must take cair they hurt not Folly nor Dorrendor. Just now the Lady Raby that would be soe was to see me, she goes to morroe into the country, but I own I lyke this last much better. God grant this last may be soe and make you as happy as ever man upon earth was, or can be, in a wife. I am sure it must be her own fault if she be not soe, for soe good a son can not but be a good husband. One great happynes, they are all modist vertious young wemen. I hear send you a paper to make you laugh. Dear Dear Creature I am your moste infenitt affectionate mother J. W.
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