Downing septr 14th 1795
I remained anxious for hearing from you. fearful that you was ill; & odd to say fearful that you was well. I bear ill the neglect of friends: therefore
almost wished to find some excuse for you. Yet I must say that it gave me much concern that you had so substantial a one. I hope it is entirely removed, and that you
gave so speedy a proof that I still have a place in your memory. When I wrote last I had just taken to my bed on account of my knee pan. I lay recumbent six weeks
& five days in possession of patience, spirits & my full faculties. I pursued my studies as usual & part of the inclosed is a proof of my ease of mind. It is the last leaves of a
history of Whiteford my native parish; that of the adjacent Holy well
goes to the press next week & both form a largish book. I disposed of the copy to White at (as usual a low price.
He has acted with much liberality about the plates & spares no cost. I shall send you a print very soon as a proof. he is a very different man from
his father & reconciles me to the shop. He made me or rather my out lines of the Globe
a visit this summer. We made a verbal agreement for
[...] copies of them when better times arrive. This agreement will I fear
make him think that no part shd be parted with. This will prevent me from communicating the copy You wish,
as I otherwise wd chearfully have done.
To return to my knee pan. I am restored to the blessing of the use of my limbs, can walk two or three miles without fatigue & ride tolerably. & this in less than five months. How many have I heard limping for life: or confined for almost as many years! I am truely thankful for this favor of Providence, for enabling me to pass with comfort the remnant of my days
I have now about me my whole stock, daughter two sons & a most amiable daughter in law in a fair way to make me a grandfather. All unite in best Compliments & wishes to mr Bull & his two daughters1. my best wishes are closely united.
As to moses he has for sometime past given himself to miniature painting. His portraits are exquisite but he loses so much time that I fear he never will get what he ought. He shd stick to his old branches & then wd be able to lay up a little money. He promises to do all you wish when winter comes on. His son promises to be a genius in music as well as painting.
Adieu, Dear Sir,
Yrs most affectly
P.S. Mr Chiswell &c were with me 3 or 4 days & went away much content with the place.