My Dear Friend
Not a Word have I heard of, or from you Since you left me this day week. I am anxious to know how you go over and how you do. I am so unfortunate as to be confined for several days past with an inflamation in my throat attended with canker and some fever. It is rather abated to day, and I hope is going of. We go on packing, but it is a such more labourious peice of business than I imagind and takes much more time. I hope we shall finish in a few days.
The New dutch Minister was presented at court this week and makes a splendid appearence with his footmen in scarlet and silver and a gay page or running footman was vastly well Received at Court &c. &c.
Nothing from America since you left us.
Master Billy is Sitting upon the table whilst I write and sends his duty to Grandpappa, the weather is such that I Cannot but rejoice we are not at Sea.Scott has been beating in the Channel these ten days, but every day brings us a prospect of better Weather. Adieu I shall be very uneasy if I do not hear from you by this Days post. I know not where to direct to you so shall cover to Willinks. Ever yours
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