ID: | 1042 [see the .xml file] |
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Identifier: | NLW 5500C, no. 44 |
Editors: | Transcribed by Ffion Mair Jones; edited by Ffion Mair Jones; encoded by Vivien Williams. (2019) |
Cite: | 'Thomas Pennant to Richard Bull 21 December 1784' transcribed by Ffion Mair Jones; edited by Ffion Mair Jones; encoded by Vivien Williams. (2019) in Curious Travellers Digital Editions [editions.curioustravellers.ac.uk/doc/1042] |
Dear Sir
It is with no small chagrin that I find you persevere in your silence: the only consolation I had was a letter some time ago from Mr Burel which informed me of yr welfare & that the invalid of yr family was on the recovery: but let me have the satisfaction of having it confirmed from yourself.
At length Moses has begun on the journey to London: He works for you & me alternately: nor shall he labor for any one else till it is completed. for a fortnight past we have been clad in snow attended with severe frost. the snow began singularly: it fell without a breath of wind, & by its weighty abundance has done infinite damage to our woods. My pleasure grounds have suffered greatly for the evergreens unable to bear the burden, are dreadfully shattered. Polilitics [sic] warm us with a vengeance: & we are all by the ears about a man who a very short time ago was the detestation of the country & with good cause: but old Cambria is grown frantic, & plays all the pranks of the wildest times, burns her sons in Effigy &c &c. There is more at the bottom of this than is thought, & depend on it the Dean is but an Instrument as many more have been.1 as to myself; I find myself in the minority at home: but as before, in the majority above. Pray write soon & treat us with the news of the town. I hear that the amorous begin to pair as if it was the warm month of may: & married men quit their nuptial bed to run away with smock faced boys. I hope things will mend before march, or I had best keep in my bottle.
When you see Mr Burel & Mr Storer I request my best complimts. I had a dismal political Letter from the last: but as I had no comfort to give him, have been rude enough not to answer.
I am
Dear Sir
most faithfully yrs
Downing Decr 21. 1784.
every good wish of the season attend you & yrs.
I shall be very glad to be favored with the receipt for the making paste, having lost it