Saturday April 5 1777

This post brought me a letter from W. wherein he tells me

he and M r W. will be with me on Monday night; and

that he will bring the conveyances.

As to this packet my dear Sam I do believe I shall

pack it off at once for Q.S.P. in status quo. I wrote a Billet doux

designed for that quarter upon the receipt of your letter

by the Post. If I dine there tomorrow I will have the

packet when I go away: otherwise I will send it on

Monday by the Penny Post.

Let not thy nole courage be cast down.

Wilson told me something last night that pleased me

much.

The Empress of Russia reads English — she reads the

English News Papers. Wilson was told is by Baron

Dimsdale the Physician who inoculated her. I make no

doubt of being able to make the Punishments find their way

to her: and for that purpose you see there is no immediate nor absolute

necessity of a translation.

Yesterday I shew'd Wilson a Chapter or two: he bobbed

his head de tems en tems, and the "just-so" came very

thick one after another. Speaking of a part he happen'd

to have in his hand I expressed my doubts whether it

would not be thought heavy and abstruse— By no means, he

said: he did not see how it was possible any thing should

be clearer: he did not see how it was possible any body

could help understanding me. Every now and then he would

be saying it was a mighty odd sort of a book indeed

was I and "Will I wish to God it were out". Coming

to a note. By now I like that note - It's a damned good

note that