He got his discard yesterday.

It is in the evening. Nancy and myself have been to visit our little
garden [you have frequently heard me speak of it]. We were so
unfortunate as to make it on the side of the hill, and it is wash't very
much. Do you visit our dear pledge, and think of your Lucy? How often
do I think with rapture on the happy hours we spent sitting on the
fence, singing and looking at the river with the Moon shining on it. Oh,
how beautiful it look't! Adieu.

October 13.

[Sidenote: _Pecatone._ Residence of Mrs. Turberville.]

I had almost forgot to tell you that to-morrow Mrs. Pinkard, Cousin
Molly, and myself go below the ferry to _Pecatone_, and Mr.
Ballendine's. I am very busy getting ready for the trip. Adieu.

It is in the evening. There are two Beaux just come. Mrs. Pinkard tels
me I must go out and let her introduce them to me. The first I am
acquainted with: he is homely, but a mighty worthy Man. The second I
never saw before--he is tolerably clever. Nancy and myself are going to
pore out tea.

October 14.

I have but one moment to tell you that Nancy and myself are in a great
hurry dressing. We are afraid we shall not be ready for breakfast, and
we set off directly afterwards. This is Sunday. Cousin Washington and
Nancy go as far as the Church, and return to _Chantilly_. Adieu, my dear
Polly.

October 15.

[Sidenote A: _Nomini._ Built by "Counsellor Carter," son of "King
Carter."]

[Sidenote: _Bushfield._ Residence of Mr. Washington.]

Well, my dear, we arrived late last night at _Pecatone_. When I wrote
last we weare sitting off. We all dined at Doctor Thomson's[A] together.
Mrs. Washington and Milly called there in the evening on their way to
_Bushfield_. I never saw Milly before. I think I am a little
disappointed in her beauty. She is not so pretty as I expected to find.
I was distressed at parting with Nancy, but could not persuade her to
come.

I don't think you ever saw Cousin Turberville or Hannah. The first is
homely, but very polite and hospitable in her house. The latter has not
a handsome face, but is a genteel person. They gave us a very polite
reception. Hannah was dressed in a lead-courlered habbit, open, with a
lylack lutestring scirt. She had a butifull crape cushon on, ornamented
with gauze and flowers.

I must bid you Adieu, for the Ladies are just dressed, and I shall not
be ready for Breakfast.

I am just returned from riding out. While we were at B