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no objection. Jan. 12, 1797. _Thursday morning._--I am better this morning, but it snows so incessantly that I do not know how I shall be able to keep my appointment this evening. What say you? But you have no petticoats to dangle in the snow. Poor women,--how they are beset with plagues within and without! Jan. 13, 1797. _Friday morning._--I believe I ought to beg your pardon for talking at you last night, though it was in sheer simplicity of heart, and I have been asking myself why it so happened. Faith and troth, it was because there was nobody else worth attacking, or who could converse. C. had wearied me before you entered. But be assured, when I find a man that has anything in him, I shall let my every-day dish alone. I send you the "Emma" for Mrs. Inchbald, supposing you have not altered your mind. Bring Holcroft's remarks with you, and Ben Jonson. Jan. 27, 1797. I am not well this morning. It is very tormenting to be thus, neither sick nor well, especially as you scarcely imagine me indisposed. Women are certainly great fools; but nature made them so. I have not time or paper, else I could draw an inference, not very illustrative of your chance-medley system. But I spare the moth-like opinion; there is room enough in the world, etc. Feb. 3, 1797. _Friday morning._--Mrs. Inchbald was gone into the city to dinner, so I had to measure back my steps. To-day I find myself better, and, as the weather is fine, mean to call on Dr. Fordyce. I shall leave home about two o'clock. I tell you so, lest you should call after that hour. I do not think of visiting you in my way, because I seem inclined to be industrious. I believe I feel affectionate to you in proportion as I am in spirits; still I must not dally with you, when I can do anything else. There is a civil speech for you to chew. Feb. 22, 1797. Everina's [her sister was at this time staying with her] cold is still so bad, that unless pique urges her, she will not go out to-day. For to-morrow I think I may venture to promise. I will call, if possible, this morning. I know I must come before half after one; but if you hear nothing more from me, you had better come to my house this evening. Will you send the secon
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