here will be an old to
do.(11) Dead with heat; are not you very hot? My walks make my forehead
sweat rarely; sometimes my morning journey is by water, as it was to-day
with one Parson Richardson,(12) who came to see me, on his going to
Ireland; and with him I send Mrs. Walls's tea, and three books(13) I
got from the Lords of the Treasury for the College. I dined with Lord
Shelburne to-day; Lady Kerry and Mrs. Pratt are going likewise for
Ireland.--Lord! I forgot, I dined with Mr. Prior to-day, at his house,
with Dean Atterbury and others; and came home pretty late, and I think
I'm in a fuzz, and don't know what I say, never saw the like.

17. Sterne came here by water to see me this morning, and I went back
with him to his boat. He tells me that Mrs. Edgworth(14) married a
fellow in her journey to Chester; so I believe she little thought of
anybody's box but her own. I desired Sterne to give me directions where
to get the box in Chester, which he says he will to-morrow; and I will
write to Richardson to get it up there as he goes by, and whip it over.
It is directed to Mrs. Curry: you must caution her of it, and desire
her to send it you when it comes. Sterne says Jemmy Leigh loves London
mightily; that makes him stay so long, I believe, and not Sterne's
business, which Mr. Harley's accident has put much backward. We expect
now every day that he will be Earl of Oxford and Lord Treasurer. His
patent is passing; but, they say, Lord Keeper's not yet; at least his
son, young Harcourt, told me so t'other day. I dined to-day privately
with my friend Lewis at his lodgings at Whitehall. T'other day at
Whitehall I met a lady of my acquaintance, whom I had not seen before
since I came to England; we were mighty glad to see each other, and she
has engaged me to visit her, as I design to do. It is one Mrs. Colledge:
she has lodgings at Whitehall, having been seamstress to King William,
worth three hundred a year. Her father was a fanatic joiner,(15) hanged
for treason in Shaftesbury's plot. This noble person and I were brought
acquainted, some years ago, by Lady Berkeley.(16) I love good creditable
acquaintance: I love to be the worst of the company: I am not of those
that say, "For want of company, welcome trumpery." I was this evening
with Lady Kerry and Mrs. Pratt at Vauxhall, to hear the nightingales;
but they are almost past singing.

18. I was hunting the Secretary to-day in vain about some business, and
dined with Colonel C