jects: as age crept upon her, and ill health disabled her, and, more than this, disappointment and discontent at the sort of exile in the country to which herself and her Lord were doomed[1] preyed upon her, she became more querulous, more full of complaints of her friends' forgetfulness of her, though there was no real abatement on either side of interest or affection to the last. In October, 1694, Evelyn had nearly lost his beloved daughter, Mrs. Draper. What his feelings were on the prospect of her recovery may be judged of from the following letter.
"For the now hopeful progress of my poor daughter's recovery, of which we had very uncertain hopes till Monday night, we think ourselves in a great measure obliged to those of our friends who have been so kindly concerned for us, but to
- ↑ The Earl of Orford, writing to the Duke of Shrewsbury, in 1698, says—"He (Lord Sunderland) was with me after he had seen the King, and he told me he had a joy greater than it was possible for him to express: that the King had been pleased to shew so much goodness to him as to suffer him to retire to Althorpe, and never to think of business, which he was so unfit for. But it is very discernible in his face, and much more so in his Lady's, that this resolution and favour of the King's was not expected and not at all liked of."—Shrewsbury Correspondence.
