are three letters for you, and Molly will not send one of them; she says you ordered her to the contrary. Mr. Mose[1] and I desire you will remember our love to the king, and let us know how he looks.
Robert says, the czar[2] is there, and is fallen in love with you, and designs to carry you to Muscovy; pray provide yourself with muffs and sable tippets, &c.
Æolus has made a strange revolution in the rooks nests; but I say no more, for it is dangerous to meddle with things above us.
I desire your absence heartily; for now I live in great state, and the cook comes in to know what I please to have for dinner: I ask very gravely what is in the house, and accordingly give orders for a dish of pigeons, or, &c. You shall have no more ale here, unless you send us a letter. Here is a great bundle and a letter for you; both came together from London. We all keep home like so many cats.
MY poor brother has lost his best friend sir William Temple, who was so fond of him whilst he lived, that he made him give up his living in this
- ↑ Steward to sir William Temple, after whose death he married Mrs. Johnson, Stella's sister.
- ↑ Peter the great was then in England.
