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_ LETTER the SECOND
From Miss C. LUTTERELL to Miss M. LESLEY in answer.
Glenford Febry 12
I have a thousand excuses to beg for having so long delayed
thanking you my dear Peggy for your agreable Letter, which
beleive me I should not have deferred doing, had not every moment
of my time during the last five weeks been so fully employed in
the necessary arrangements for my sisters wedding, as to allow me
no time to devote either to you or myself. And now what provokes
me more than anything else is that the Match is broke off, and
all my Labour thrown away. Imagine how great the Dissapointment
must be to me, when you consider that after having laboured both
by Night and by Day, in order to get the Wedding dinner ready by
the time appointed, after having roasted Beef, Broiled Mutton,
and Stewed Soup enough to last the new-married Couple through the
Honey-moon, I had the mortification of finding that I had been
Roasting, Broiling and Stewing both the Meat and Myself to no
purpose. Indeed my dear Freind, I never remember suffering any
vexation equal to what I experienced on last Monday when my
sister came running to me in the store-room with her face as
White as a Whipt syllabub, and told me that Hervey had been
thrown from his Horse, had fractured his Scull and was pronounced
by his surgeon to be in the most emminent Danger. "Good God!
(said I) you dont say so? Why what in the name of Heaven will
become of all the Victuals! We shall never be able to eat it
while it is good. However, we'll call in the Surgeon to help us.
I shall be able to manage the Sir-loin myself, my Mother will eat
the soup, and You and the Doctor must finish the rest." Here I
was interrupted, by seeing my poor Sister fall down to appearance
Lifeless upon one of the Chests, where we keep our Table linen.
I immediately called my Mother and the Maids, and at last we
brought her to herself again; as soon as ever she was sensible,
she expressed a determination of going instantly to Henry, and
was so wildly bent on this Scheme, that we had the greatest
Difficulty in the World to prevent her putting it in execution;
at last however more by Force than Entreaty we prevailed on her
to go into her room; we laid her upon the Bed, and she continued
for some Hours in the most dreadful Convulsions. My Mother and I
continued in the room with her, and when any intervals of
tolerable Composure in Eloisa would allow us, we joined in
heartfelt lamentations on the dreadful Waste in our provisions
which this Event must occasion, and in concerting some plan for
getting rid of them. We agreed that the best thing we could do
was to begin eating them immediately, and accordingly we ordered
up the cold Ham and Fowls, and instantly began our Devouring Plan
on them with great Alacrity. We would have persuaded Eloisa to
have taken a Wing of a Chicken, but she would not be persuaded.
She was however much quieter than she had been; the convulsions
she had before suffered having given way to an almost perfect
Insensibility. We endeavoured to rouse her by every means in our
power, but to no purpose. I talked to her of Henry. "Dear
Eloisa (said I) there's no occasion for your crying so much about
such a trifle. (for I was willing to make light of it in order
to comfort her) I beg you would not mind it--You see it does not
vex me in the least; though perhaps I may suffer most from it
after all; for I shall not only be obliged to eat up all the
Victuals I have dressed already, but must if Henry should recover
(which however is not very likely) dress as much for you again;
or should he die (as I suppose he will) I shall still have to
prepare a Dinner for you whenever you marry any one else. So you
see that tho' perhaps for the present it may afflict you to think
of Henry's sufferings, Yet I dare say he'll die soon, and then
his pain will be over and you will be easy, whereas my Trouble
will last much longer for work as hard as I may, I am certain
that the pantry cannot be cleared in less than a fortnight." Thus
I did all in my power to console her, but without any effect, and
at last as I saw that she did not seem to listen to me, I said no
more, but leaving her with my Mother I took down the remains of
The Ham and Chicken, and sent William to ask how Henry did. He
was not expected to live many Hours; he died the same day. We
took all possible care to break the melancholy Event to Eloisa in
the tenderest manner; yet in spite of every precaution, her
sufferings on hearing it were too violent for her reason, and she
continued for many hours in a high Delirium. She is still
extremely ill, and her Physicians are greatly afraid of her going
into a Decline. We are therefore preparing for Bristol, where we
mean to be in the course of the next week. And now my dear
Margaret let me talk a little of your affairs; and in the first
place I must inform you that it is confidently reported, your
Father is going to be married; I am very unwilling to beleive so
unpleasing a report, and at the same time cannot wholly discredit
it. I have written to my freind Susan Fitzgerald, for
information concerning it, which as she is at present in Town,
she will be very able to give me. I know not who is the Lady. I
think your Brother is extremely right in the resolution he has
taken of travelling, as it will perhaps contribute to obliterate
from his remembrance, those disagreable Events, which have lately
so much afflicted him-- I am happy to find that tho' secluded
from all the World, neither you nor Matilda are dull or unhappy
--that you may never know what it is to, be either is the wish of
your sincerely affectionate
C.L.
P. S. I have this instant received an answer from my freind
Susan, which I enclose to you, and on which you will make your
own reflections.
The enclosed LETTER
My dear CHARLOTTE
You could not have applied for information concerning the report
of Sir George Lesleys Marriage, to any one better able to give it
you than I am. Sir George is certainly married; I was myself
present at the Ceremony, which you will not be surprised at when
I subscribe myself your Affectionate
Susan Lesley _
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