ABSTRACT

Old Bright, 1 for such He is tho’ He is younger than I am, goes away to morrow with a parcel of Horses he has bought for France. I could not refuse him leave, & I wish He may get by it. He will put this letter into ye post att Calais, and I reckon it may arrive att Paris about the time Lady Bolingb 2 gets thither, if no new accident intervene, and her Health permits her to keep her time. I writ to you my Dear by the last post, & hope my letter has come to yr hands, so that there remains little for me to say by this. my kindest Remembrances to yr Husband, & my compliments to his Father. Adieu Dear Sister.