‘Your most affectionate
‘E. M. YOUNG.
‘Friday Good (_sic_).’
‘August 26, 1755 (from Bristol Hot Wells).
‘Dear Arthur,—I was in hopes you would have given me the pleasure of
hearing from you. I should have wrote to you before now, but have so
many letters perpetually upon my hands that no clerk to an attorney
has more pen exercise. I want much to have a particular account of the
Bury Assizes; I suppose you will go to an Assembly, and therefore pray
you to send me intelligence of who and who are together, who dresses
smartest, looks best, and seems most pleased with themselves and those
about them. The balls here are vastly disagreeable. I dance French
dances constantly, but none of the people of fashion dance country
dances; there are such numbers of Bristol people that do, and they are
such an ordinary set that it prevents the fine folks. The rooms of
another night are much cleverer; there is a lottery table which we
play at from eight till half an hour after nine most nights. My Aunt
and I have both hitherto played with great success. The principal
support of our table we lose to-day, Mr. Brudenell, member for
Rutlandshire, an extreem good-natured, pretty kind of man; the company
is going off so fast and the place is so thin, that I fear we shall
miss him very much. My Aunt sends her love to you. She says she made
you a promise of giving you a pair of lace ruffles or a guinea, which
ever you chose, and desires you will consult with your mother which
you will have, and if the lace, let her know it; for it’s sold here as
well as at Bath. I should advise the money; for you have two pair of
lace ruffles which I am sure is as much as you can possibly have
occasion for; those you have must be taken off the footings, for the
fine men weer them extreemly shallow; they should not be near a nail
of a yard deep.
‘Pray make my compliments to everybody that enquires after me, and let
me have a very long letter from you very soon. I have nothing to add
to your entertainment, heartily wish I was at Bradfield, and beg you
to tell me all you can that is doing there; and
‘Believe me with great sincerity,
‘Your most affectionate
‘ELISA MARIA.
‘Be sure don’t speak before my father of my playing at lottery.’
_Extracts from further letters_
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