kind of way, and that it would be very hard upon Mrs. Chance, who was probably slaving at home to bring up the ‘Miss Chances’ in a decent manner, and he was very reasonable and gave up Sookie, and has made it a rule that Jimhoa is to be always with him.
We had company at dinner.
One of the clergy accosted me when I went into the breakfast-room this morning with, ‘Pray, Miss Eden, are you aware that your motties are at work this morning?’ ‘I am very much shocked,’ said I; ‘but who are my motties?’ (I thought of you at the time.) ‘Why, the gardeners,’ he said. I thought it safe to deny the fact, but unluckily they all began picking away with their pickaxes under the window, so that I said I would mention it to Lord Auckland when he came, and that he would speak to his motties forthwith; but the instant I mentioned it as a shocking fact, Captain , who reigns despotically here, said that of course they were at work, that they were more than half of each week absent at their own religious festivals, and that they
