We are longing for the rains, which must begin in a week they say, and the preparation for them is awful—such steamy heat!
We are all well.
My new garden will be lovely whenever the rains come.
Fanny and went to Barrackpore in his gig. George and I made a very original plan for ourselves. We drove to the Cossipore Bridge—you know where that is. You have passed it fifty times in your drives, only you never observe anything; and there we found Captains Champneys and Macgregor with our riding-horses, on which we mounted. Sent the carriage on to the half-way house, whereunto we explored our way by by-paths, much to our edification. We then got into the carriage, the gentlemen into their cabriolets, and we arrived at Barrackpore for a late dinner.
Dr. Drummond killed a snake in his bun-
