s
perchance nor you neyther. May you not trust with a
carier, the telling me how he did, or how my Lord of
Falkland does, since he is resolved I shall understand
nothing of him by himselfe. I will not unthriftily spill
my letters any more there, where they returne me no
fruit. My father is your servant, for Sir _Cph_[EK]
Widington, I hope he will compose this quarell without a
suite. Is T. Triplett at London yett, or have you any
great occasion to draw him up. These are all safe things
to be convey'd by a porter to a carier, and by him to
me, though my Lord Marshalls himself had feed them to
intercept, or brake open your letters. Well when you are
most idle, for I must confesse the thinking of me is not
worth any time, wherein you may doe any thing els, say
something to me. I that have leasure for us both, (as
indeed what business here can fill a man's leasure that
does not hunt nor drinke nor play at cardes) am content
with so much patience from you as to read me when you
will not write to

Your most humble servant
JO. EARLES."
[EL] "Bishopston."
"Bish. Dec. 9."

"Pray remember my service to Mrs. Hyde and Mr. Harding."

_An Original endorsed by Mr. Hyde._[EM]

[Addressed] To my most honor'd frend Mr. Edward Hyde at
Sir Thomas Aylesburies house in Westminster in the Deans
yard.

[Endorsed by Hyde] Mr. Earles 10ber. 1640.

LETTERS OF CLARENDON TO EARLE, A.D. 1647.

SIR EDWARD HYDE TO DR. JOHN EARLES.

"Sir,

"Though I believe you have received two or three letters
from me since you writ any, yet since your's of your new
year's eve came to my hands since I writ last, I reckon
it my turn to write againe; and shall either convert you
to a more sedulous correspondence, or make you so much
ashamed (which is a modesty lazy men are very inclinable
to), that you shall give over writing at all. I always
send you word of the date of those which I receive from
you, so that you can only tell whether I have had that
which you say was pretty long and troublesome; for I
have not thought any one half long enough, nor
troublesome; otherwise than (which on my conscience was
not your sense) under the notion of the vile caracters,
which is almost cipher without a key: besides that
common