on to go there this
evening, and to-morrow to the races; but I have not the smallest
inclination, and shall not go. This Mr. Gordon is a mighty clever man--I
wish you could see him. I saw a beauty at church, a Miss Thaskkel. She
has hazel eyes, fine complexion, and Beautiful Auburn hair, which hung
in ringlets upon her neck.

We were sitting drinking tea this evening, when what should we see
coming but Mr. Washington's Carriage. I was delighted, you may be
assured. They were all mighty well. I inquired for you. Cousin Molly
told me you were in perfect health, and that your sister Brent and
Nancy Ambler were with you--then I suppose my Polly is happy. I have a
thousand Questions to ask about them, but I hope you will write me an
exact detail of every thing that happened while there. You have been at
a tea-drinking lately, in Dumfries: Mrs. A. Washington gave me the whole
History of it--told me your dresses, and every thing. But where am I
running to? I had forgot there was Company in the House, so happy am I
always conversing with my Polly. Adieu.

[Sidenote: Richard Brent, U. S. Senator from Virginia for many years.]

You will smile, I am sure, when I tell you what I am about to do. Will
you believe when I tell you I am this moment going to pack up my cloaths
to go to _Chantilly_? Adieu. Some one has just come to tell me your
Brother Richard is come. I must go and inquire for my Polly.

You are very well, he sais. I shall give him your letter from Nancy.
The Gentlemen are all in high spirits, thinking, I suppose, of the
pleasure of to-morrow. I shall be far from this [place] by that time. I
must quit, as the Boys are come for me to get Sweetmeats for supper.

October 1.

I must really take my pen to scribble a little before I set off. The
Gentlemen are just set off to the races, and I am preparing to set off
for _Chantilly_. Adieu, my Polly.

October 2.

I have arrived at _Chantilly_. Nancy was much better than I expected to
find her. Weakness is her only complaint. She was delighted to see me,
and inquired eagerly for her dear Polly, and was much pleased with your
letter.

Mrs. Pinkard is here--and a sweet Woman she is. Adieu. Nancy says I
shall not write more.

October 3.

I am just up, and am going to seat myself for Sibby to crape my hair.

[Sidenote: _Stratford._ Residence of Philip Ludwell Lee.]

Cousin Nancy and myself have just returned from taking an airing in the
Chariot. We went to _Str