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<p> <add> 1781-9-17</add> <lb/> Bowood Monday evening 1/2 after 10 Sept. 17. 1781 </p> <p> The Whist table is just broke up: supper is announced, <del><gap/> </del> <lb/> game at chess between L<hi rend="superscript">d</hi> Chatham and Miss Vernon is drawing <lb/> near to a conclusion, and while the rest of the people are hovering <lb/> round them waiting for the event, I have taken | <p> <add> 1781-9-17</add> <lb/> Bowood Monday evening 1/2 after 10 Sept. 17. 1781 </p> <p> The Whist table is just broke up: supper is announced, <del><gap/> </del> <lb/> game at chess between L<hi rend="superscript">d</hi> Chatham and Miss Vernon is drawing <lb/> near to a conclusion, and while the rest of the people are hovering <lb/> round them waiting for the event, I have taken french leave of them<lb/> all, and stolen up here, that I may be a good boy tomorrow, <unclear>Scribe</unclear><lb/> betimes. This L<hi rend="superscript">d</hi> and Lady Fracton are the queerest gigs<lb/> you ever saw: my Lord wears his bob wig black coat & <add> coloured</add> worsted<lb/> stockings and looks like a plain stout thickset country parson.<lb/> My lady is a little shrivelled figure of about sixty, with a hook <lb/> nose<del>d</del> and ferret eyes, a long white beard and a parchment mahogany-<lb/>coloured skin, in a <add> green</add> riding habit with a black hat & feather.<lb/> nobody speaks to her nor she to any body: she has been sticking<lb/> close to her husband's side, while he has been playing at whist<lb/> but would not play herself.</p> <p> Tuesday evening 10 o'clock Sept. 18 </p> <p> We have just now a monstrous heap of people. Departed before breakfast<lb/> Pratt and the Pitts. Remain L<hi rend="superscript">d</hi> & Lady Fracton: Arrived before dinner<lb/> L<hi rend="superscript">d</hi> Dartry and Col. Barre seemingly in company. Arrived before tea, L<hi rend="superscript">d </hi> <lb/> Camden, Miss Pratt his daughter, and a M<hi rend="superscript">r</hi> Smith, now or formerly<lb/> a Captain in the E. India service. The carriages came in together: but <lb/> whether Smith belongs to L<hi rend="superscript">d</hi> Camden and his daughter I can't tell; <sic>tho</sic> <lb/> signs of converse between them have I seen. L<hi rend="superscript">d</hi> Dartry is a chatty sort<lb/> of man, and seems to know every body, does not seem to trouble his head<lb/> about party, but mixes with <del> opposition</del> <add> government</add> as well as <del>government</del> <add> with opposition</add> men <lb/> His wife is a good deal in favour with the Queen, and often with her. <lb/> She is of the family of the <hi rend="underline">Penns</hi>. Miss Pratt is very fat, not handsome<lb/> nor very young; but well-bred, <sic>conversible</sic>, sensible and as far <lb/> as one can judge, good natured. L<hi rend="superscript">d</hi> & Lady S. L<hi rend="superscript">d</hi> Fracton, L<hi rend="superscript">d</hi> Dartry <lb/> <add> & </add> </p> | ||
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1781-9-17
Bowood Monday evening 1/2 after 10 Sept. 17. 1781
The Whist table is just broke up: supper is announced,
game at chess between Ld Chatham and Miss Vernon is drawing
near to a conclusion, and while the rest of the people are hovering
round them waiting for the event, I have taken french leave of them
all, and stolen up here, that I may be a good boy tomorrow, Scribe
betimes. This Ld and Lady Fracton are the queerest gigs
you ever saw: my Lord wears his bob wig black coat & coloured worsted
stockings and looks like a plain stout thickset country parson.
My lady is a little shrivelled figure of about sixty, with a hook
nosed and ferret eyes, a long white beard and a parchment mahogany-
coloured skin, in a green riding habit with a black hat & feather.
nobody speaks to her nor she to any body: she has been sticking
close to her husband's side, while he has been playing at whist
but would not play herself.
Tuesday evening 10 o'clock Sept. 18
We have just now a monstrous heap of people. Departed before breakfast
Pratt and the Pitts. Remain Ld & Lady Fracton: Arrived before dinner
Ld Dartry and Col. Barre seemingly in company. Arrived before tea, Ld
Camden, Miss Pratt his daughter, and a Mr Smith, now or formerly
a Captain in the E. India service. The carriages came in together: but
whether Smith belongs to Ld Camden and his daughter I can't tell; tho
signs of converse between them have I seen. Ld Dartry is a chatty sort
of man, and seems to know every body, does not seem to trouble his head
about party, but mixes with opposition government as well as government with opposition men
His wife is a good deal in favour with the Queen, and often with her.
She is of the family of the Penns. Miss Pratt is very fat, not handsome
nor very young; but well-bred, conversible, sensible and as far
as one can judge, good natured. Ld & Lady S. Ld Fracton, Ld Dartry
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Jeremy Bentham |
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