e. I am quite lost without her. I have seated myself at
Nancy's desk to scribble a little--interrupted already. It is Cousin
Molly. She is come to propose dressing Mr. Pinkard in Woman's cloaths. I
assent, so away goes the pen.

Just as we had got Mr. Pinkard dress't, came Corbin, Hannah, and Nancy.

Nov. 1.

Nancy and myself have just returned from a delightful walk. What do you
think of her? She sais she could almost sware Mr. Beal is my slave! I
laugh, and tell her there is nothing in it; nor do I believe he is.

Mr. Pinkard came in just now, and like to have taken this from me, tho I
luckily got it in my pocket before he could get it.

Nov. 2.

To-day, Corbin and Hannah go to _Blenheim_, the seat of Mr. W.
Washington. Hariot is going with them.

How much do I want to see my Polly! I hope, by this time, you are almost
through your Book.

Nov. 3.

To-day the Beaux took their leave. Last night Nancy had a fire made up
in one of the up-stairs rooms, and was busily engaged in conversation,
when Mr. Pinkard bolted in upon us and overheard part of our
conversation--which hily delighted him.

To-morrow, Mrs. Pinkard, Nancy, and myself go to _Blenheim_. All the
_Bushfield_ Family are there. How often do we wish for our dear Polly!
but she is denied us.

Nov. 4.

We are now at _Blenheim_. The Hurry of dress prevented my writeing
before I sat off. I am delighted with this Family, and still more
delighted with Milly Washington. She is indeed a sweet Girl.

There came this evening a Major More Fauntleroy. We have had a heartty
laugh at him; he is a Monstrous Simpleton; and likewise came this
evening the hopefull Youth--A. Spotswood. He has lately commenced
Milly's lover. Nancy and myself have been teasin to get [something] out
of her, but she is inflexible.

I have been very much entertained hearing Cousin Washington perform on
the Spinnet. Adieu, my Friend. I can write no more.

Nov. 5.

This is Sunday. We have just breakfasted. There came this morning one
of the cleverest young Beaux I have seen for some time--a Mr. Turner.

Cousin Hannah and Hariet take our places this morning in the Chariot.
Nancy and myself stay till the evening, and go with Mr. Washington in
his Pheyton.

Nancy, Milly, and myself have shut ourselves in a room up stairs, and
intend not to go down till summoned to dinner. The Topic of our
Conversation is, regretting the manner in which we have spent our past
life. It will t