Fetcham Wedn y: Aug . 21. 1776.

Alas, poor Sam. why mopest thou? I for my part

have-done moping. Q.S.P. is perfectly well satisfied

with the letter I transcribed for you: and they both

join in telling me that considering what

mine was to her, it is full as much as I had

reason to hope for.

Yes, thou must come down hither. I will tell you how

we have settled it. Wilson is very desirous of taking

another farewell of his friend Mercer. I am now fit

to wean: I want no more nursing. He was half resolved

therefore at any rate to have gone to London

in a few days for about a week. When I was in

town last M rs L. was pulling me to pieces to go down

to them at Mill Hill on Saturday to help keep M r

L's birthday. Go therefore I will: and for that purpose

I will be in town on Friday. Wilson will go to town

the same day. I shall return be back from Mill Hill on Sunday

morning. Do thou meet me in town: and on Monday

we will come together to this place. You will then occupy

Wilson's bed. We will upon that consideration

give him leave to stay in town for a few days. It would

certainly be better if we could be all three together all the

time. However, part of the time you are here we will: &

for that part we must make shift for lodging some how

or some how.

Q.S.P. will be here on Friday morning to breakfast &

to fetch home a Hawk I have got for them. When they set

off on their return I shall set off for Town. I was over

at Ri hm n.. Park on Monday. My Father drank your health

by the name of "poor Sam". This I knew not how to account for.

He did not tell me of his having heard from you.

Write to me in London

by return of the post. I shall

by that means have your letter on Saturday.

Oh but then I

shall be at

Mill hill

so I should

not receive it till the time you might come yourself.

However if a letter would come sooner

than you, write.

The spirit of pillapheries hath come strong

upon Wilson. His words are like the words of the wise

man, full of grace and truth. When my kingdom cometh lo! even then shall he sit upon my right

hand. Thou mayest think thyself well off to sit on his lap. Unless thou preferrest to snuggle in Abraham's bos