22.  I am going into the City this morning with a friend about some business; so I will immediately seal up this, and keep it in my pottick till evening, and zen put it in the post.  The weather continues warm and gloomy.  I have heard no news since I went to bed, so can say no more.  Pray send. . . that I may have time to write to. . .[45] about it.  I have here underneath given order for forty shillings to Mrs. Brent, which you will send to Parvisol.  Farewell, deelest deel MD, and rove Pdfr dearly dearly.  Farewell, MD, MD, FW, FW, FW, me, me, me, Lele lele lele lele lele lele, and lele aden.

LETTER 44.[1]

London, March 22, 1711-12.

Ugly, nasty weather.  I was in the City to-day with Mrs. Wesley and Mrs. Perceval, to get money from a banker for Mrs. Wesley, who goes to Bath on Thursday.  I left them there, and dined with a friend, and went to see Lord Treasurer; but he had people with him I did not know:  so I went to Lady Masham’s, and lost a crown with her at picquet, and then sat with Lord Masham and Lord Treasurer, etc., there till past one; but I had my man with me, to come home.  I gave in my forty-third, and one for the Bishop of Clogher, to the post-office, as I came from the City; and so oo know ’tis late now, and I have nothing to say for this day.  Our Mohocks are all vanished; however, I shall take care of my person.  Nite my own two deelest nuntyes MD.

23.  I was this morning, before church, with the Secretary, about Lord Abercorn’s business, and some others.  My soliciting season is come, and will last as long as the session.  I went late to Court, and the company was almost gone.  The Court serves me for a coffee-house; once a week I meet acquaintance there, that I should not otherwise see in a quarter.  There is a flying report that the French have offered a cessation of arms, and to give us Dunkirk, and the Dutch Namur, for security, till the peace is made.  The Duke of Ormond, they say, goes in a week.  Abundance of his equipage is already gone.  His[2] friends are afraid the expense of this employment will ruin him, since he must lose the government of Ireland.  I dined privately with a friend, and refused all dinners offered me at Court; which, however, were but two, and I did not like either.  Did I tell you of a scoundrel about the Court that sells employments to ignorant people, and cheats them of their money?  He lately made a bargain for the Vice-Chamberlain’s place, for seven thousand pounds, and had received some guineas earnest; but the whole thing was discovered t’other day, and examination taken of it by Lord Dartmouth, and I hope he will be swinged.  The Vice-Chamberlain told me several particulars of it last night at Lord Masham’s.  Can DD play at ombre yet, enough to hold the cards while Ppt steps into the next room?  Nite deelest sollahs.[3]