his morning: he calls now and then; he is in
terrible fear of a peace. He said he never had his health so well as in
Portugal. He is a favourite of his Colonel.

14. I was mortified enough to-day, not knowing where in the world to
dine, the town is so empty. I met H. Coote,(5) and thought he would
invite me, but he did not: Sir John Stanley did not come into my head;
so I took up with Mrs. Van, and dined with her and her damned landlady,
who, I believe, by her eyebrows, is a bawd. This evening I met Addison
and Pastoral Philips in the Park, and supped with them at Addison's
lodgings: we were very good company, and I yet know no man half so
agreeable to me as he is. I sat with them till twelve, so you may think
it is late, young women; however, I would have some little conversation
with MD before your Presto goes to bed, because it makes me sleep, and
dream, and so forth. Faith, this letter goes on slowly enough, sirrahs;
but I cannot write much at a time till you are quite settled after your
journey, you know, and have gone all your visits, and lost your money at
ombre. You never play at chess now, Stella. That puts me in mind of
Dick Tighe; I fancy I told you he used to beat his wife here; and she
deserved it; and he resolves to part with her; and they went to Ireland
in different coaches. O Lord, I said all this before, I am sure. Go to
bed, sirrahs.

Windsor, 15. I made the Secretary stop at Brentford, because we set
out at two this afternoon, and fasting would not agree with me. I only
designed to eat a bit of bread-and-butter; but he would light, and
we ate roast beef like dragons. And he made me treat him and two more
gentlemen; faith, it cost me a guinea. I do not like such jesting, yet
I was mightily pleased with it too. To-night our Society met at the
Secretary's: there were nine of us; and we have chosen a new member, the
Earl of Jersey,(6) whose father died lately. 'Tis past one, and I have
stolen away.

16. I design to stay here this week by myself, about some business that
lies on my hands, and will take up a great deal of time. Dr. Adams,(7)
one of the canons, invited me to-day to dinner. The tables are so full
here on Sunday that it is hard to dine with a few, and Dr. Adams knows
I love to do so; which is very obliging. The Queen saw company in her
bed-chamber; she looks very well, but she sat down. I supped with Lord
Treasurer as usual, and stayed till past one as usual, and with our
usual company, ex