Do you know Mr ---- who lodged at Mrs ---- in Philada said P.---- to me as we were sitting together in the Parlour this rainy Afternoon, she sewing at a Lawn Wrist-band, & I pouting over Watts's Logic--Yes, Madam, I have some Acquaintance with him--And he knows Miss ---- said She, I saw him last Spring at Mr A---- She had sometime before told him that you was remarkably & impertinently intimate with Miss Beatty--That She herself, & Miss Beatty both had disapproved of your Conduct, & had by themselves, agreed to inform you of their Sentiments & to advise you to enter upon a different Behaviour--She told him that She had at last prevailed over you so far as to declare to her that you would never make any further Addresses to Miss ---- because She had a few Days before made a pointed and ill-natured Remark upon your going to Virginia--And pray Madam, did you believe such Trash--? But Trash or Substance it makes me feel grave--I was to Day looking over my Papers & saw Something Apropos, if I can turn to it presently you shall have it--It is an Extract from my Virginia Journal. I have heard lately some very dull Stories, & am consequently in a very dull gloomy kind of Humour--Every Day I am expecting a more vigorous Feeling--Perhaps it will come tomorrow, but today I must tell you that my Feeling accords precisely with what I have recorded of myself last March. --Virginia. _Teusday March 22. 1774._ --In spite of all my strongest opposing Efforts my Thoughts dwell on that Vixen Laura--I strive to refuse them Admission, or harbour them in my Heart, yet like hidden Fire they introduce themselves, & sieze & overcome me, when perhaps I am pursuing some favorite Study, amusing or useful, or giving Directions to my little lovely Charge--