LETTERS OF LADY WENTWORTH, 6^
it of if possable, I have for a long time dranck it, twise and some timse thre timse a day. The Duke of Newcastle's daughter is vyolent il of a feavour, the Docters thincks her in great danger ; they pray it may proov the small pox, nothing elc can save her, as I am told.
��Twickenham, September b, 1708.
My dearist and best of children, I long to hear you ar safe att Berlin. I have had a great deal of company with me to day, and blind Mrs. Ash whoe commends the great room for a handsom room. I was in hopse she would have commended the picturs to, and Mrs. Windom was hear whoe leved in this hous before, and much admiers the great alteration you have made. Poor Mr. Boucher went to the Bath presently after you went, and dyed the week after he went. He made a great dinner for Sir John Garmain and som others, and fynd- ing himself very ill sent for Gath \sic Garth .?] ; but when he came he told him — Dockter you can doe me noe good, for I am just a dying, and soe dyed. He was brought to this church and buirryed verry pryvitly under the Communion table lait at night ; thear was a paper put upon the church door in virs about his many wivs, they say he has fower. Its not known yett what he has left ; twoe old wemen was over hard to be very wety seying, why had he noe scutchyons, for he might have good arms, a pack of cards, a dyse box, and quarter a pair of sissors. His death is now all the discours. I hope and wish that you may be in as great favour with this Queen of Prushec as you was with the last
��November c), 1708. » * * *
The Queen is very good, has sent all the Princis sarvents word thear sallerys shall be contenewed, but Peter reckons he has lost a hundred a year. It seems the Princ out of his prevy purs gave him fifty and now he must pay4J'. in the pd.,
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