Major price and colonel Polier.

The Duke de Saxe-Gotha, first cousin to the king, came to Windsor to-day, to spend some time.  Major Price, who had the honours to do to his chief attendant, Baron ——­, missed us therefore at coffee ; but at tea we had them both, and my dear ’Mrs. Delany, as well as the jovial gourmand colonel, with whom I became prodigiously well acquainted, by making him ’teach me a few German phrases, which he always contrives, let me ask what question I may, to turn into some expression relating to eating and drinking.

When all were gone, except the Duke de Saxe-Gotha’s baron and Major Price, I had a very long conversation with the major, while Mrs. Schwellenberg was entertaining the baron in German.  I find, my dearest Susan, he has seen you often at Lady Clarges’s; Sir Thomas(204) was his first cousin.  He knows my dearest Mrs. Locke, also, by another cousin, Lady Templetown; and he knows me my own self by my cousins of Worcester.  These mutual acquaintances have brought us into almost an intimacy at once, and I was quite glad of this opportunity of a little easy and natural conversation.

Sunday, July 23—­Charles Wesley played the organ; and after the service was over he performed six or seven pieces by the king’s order.  They were all of Handel, and so well suited to the organ, and so well performed on a remarkably good

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instrument, that it was a great regale to me to hear them.  The pleasure I received from the performance led me into being too late for the queen.  I found I had already been enquired for to attend at the queen’s toilette.

When I came back the tea-party were all assembled in the eating-parlour.  Colonel Polier was in the highest spirits :  the king had just bestowed some appointment upon him in Hanover.  He was as happy as if just casting his eyes upon pine-apple, melon, and grapes.  I made Mrs. Schwellenberg teach me how to wish him joy in German :  which is the only phrase I have yet got that has no reference to eating or drinking.

Miss Burney’s daily routine at Windsor.

Monday, July 24-Having now journalized for one complete week, let me endeavour to give you, more connectedly, a concise abstract of the general method of passing the day, that then I may only write what varies, and occurs occasionally.

I rise at six o’clock, dress in a morning gown and cap, and wait my first summons, which is at all times from seven to near eight, but commonly in the exact half hour between them.

The queen never sends for me till her hair is dressed.  This, in a morning, is always done by her wardrobe-woman, Mrs. Thielky, a German, but who speaks English perfectly well.

Mrs. Schwellenberg, since the first week, has never come down in a morning at all.  The queen’s dress is finished by Mrs. Thielky and myself.  No maid ever enters the room while the queen is in it.  Mrs. Thielky hands the things to me, and I put them on.  ’Tis fortunate for me I have not the handing them!  I should never know which to take first, embarrassed as I am, and should run a prodigious risk of giving the gown before the hoop, and the fan before the neckkerchief.