d the Queen is near twenty years younger,
and now in very good health; for you must know her health is fixed by
a certain reason, that she has done with braces (I must use the
expression), and nothing ill is happened to her since; so she has a new
lease of her life. Read the Letter to a Whig Lord.(6) Do you ever read?
Why don't you say so? I mean does DD read to Ppt? Do you walk? I think
Ppt should walk to(7) DD; as DD reads to Ppt, for Ppt oo must know is a
good walker; but not so good as Pdfr. I intend to dine to-day with Mr.
Lewis, but it threatens rain; and I shall be too late to get a lift; and
I must write to the Bishop of Clogher. 'Tis now ten in the morning; and
this is all writ at a heat. Farewell deelest... deelest MD, MD, MD, MD,
MD, FW, FW, FW, ME, ME, ME, Lele, ME, Lele, ME, Lele, ME, Lele, Lele,
Lele, ME.

LETTER 49.(1)

KENSINGTON, July 1, 1712.

I never was in a worse station for writing letters than this, especially
for writing to MD, since I left off my journals. For I go to town early;
and when I come home at night, I generally go to Lord Masham, where Lord
Treasurer comes, and we stay till past twelve. But I am now resolved
to write journals again, though my shoulder is not yet well; for I have
still a few itching pimples, and a little pain now and then. It is now
high cherry-time with us; take notice, is it so soon with you? And we
have early apricots, and gooseberries are ripe. On Sunday Archdeacon
Parnell came here to see me. It seems he has been ill for grief of his
wife's death,(2) and has been two months at the Bath. He has a mind
to go to Dunkirk with Jack Hill,(3) and I persuade him to it, and have
spoke to Hill to receive him; but I doubt he won't have spirit to go. I
have made Ford(4) Gazetteer, and got two hundred pounds a year settled
on the employment by the Secretary of State, beside the perquisites.
It is the prettiest employment in England of its bigness; yet the puppy
does not seem satisfied with it. I think people keep some follies to
themselves, till they have occasion to produce them. He thinks it not
genteel enough, and makes twenty difficulties. 'Tis impossible to make
any man easy. His salary is paid him every week, if he pleases, without
taxes or abatements. He has little to do for it. He has a pretty office,
with coals, candles, papers, etc.; can frank what letters he will; and
his perquisites, if he takes care, may be worth one hundred pounds more.
I hear the Bishop