go to Finglas, or Donnybrook, or Clogher, or Killala, or Lowth.  Have you got your box yet?  Yes, yes.  Do not write to me again till this letter goes:  I must make haste, that I may write two for one.  Go to the Bath:  I hope you are now at the Bath, if you had a mind to go; or go to Wexford:  do something for your living.  Have you given up my lodging, according to order?  I have had just now a compliment from Dean Atterbury’s lady,[6] to command the garden and library, and whatever the house affords.  I lodge just over against them; but the Dean is in town with his Convocation:  so I have my Dean and Prolocutor as well as you, young women, though he has not so good wine, nor so much meat.

2.  A fine day, but begins to grow a little warm; and that makes your little fat Presto sweat in the forehead.  Pray, are not the fine buns sold here in our town; was it not Rrrrrrrrrare Chelsea buns?[7] I bought one to-day in my walk; it cost me a penny; it was stale, and I did not like it, as the man said, etc.  Sir Andrew Fountaine and I dined at Mrs. Vanhomrigh’s, and had a flask of my Florence, which lies in their cellar; and so I came home gravely, and saw nobody of consequence to-day.  I am very easy here, nobody plaguing me in a morning; and Patrick saves many a score lies.  I sent over to Mrs Atterbury to know whether I might wait on her; but she is gone a visiting:  we have exchanged some compliments, but I have not seen her yet.  We have no news in our town.

3.  I did not go to town to-day, it was so terrible rainy; nor have I stirred out of my room till eight this evening, when I crossed the way to see Mrs. Atterbury, and thank her for her civilities.  She would needs send me some veal, and small beer, and ale, to-day at dinner; and I have lived a scurvy, dull, splenetic day, for want of MD:  I often thought how happy I could have been, had it rained eight thousand times more, if MD had been with a body.  My Lord Rochester[8] is dead this morning; they say at one o’clock; and I hear he died suddenly.  To-morrow I shall know more.  He is a great loss to us:  I cannot think who will succeed him as Lord President.  I have been writing a long letter to Lord Peterborow, and am dull.

4.  I dined to-day at Lord Shelburne’s, where Lady Kerry[9] made me a present of four India handkerchiefs, which I have a mind to keep for little MD, only that I had rather, etc.  I have been a mighty handkerchief-monger, and have bought abundance of snuff ones since I have left off taking snuff.  And I am resolved, when I come over, MD shall be acquainted with Lady Kerry:  we have struck up a mighty friendship; and she has much better sense than any other lady of your country.  We are almost in love with one another:  but she is most egregiously ugly; but perfectly well-bred, and governable as I please.  I am resolved, when I come, to keep no company but MD:  you know I kept my resolution last time; and, except Mr. Addison,