My own book, though much diffused, and rapidly sold, has not yet brought me a _shilling_, and it was upon that I fully depended for our reimbursement of these few weeks' charges here in Bath. _Six_ only of those weeks yet remain: some of them I still flatter myself we shall still pass together.... After the union with Ireland, Pitt had become convinced that it was necessary to carry a measure of Catholic Emancipation; but as the King felt scruples about breaking, as he believed, his Coronation Oath, by giving his assent to such a Bill, Pitt resigned, much to George's distress, and was succeeded by Addington. BRYNBELLA, _5 April, 1801_. My dear Mrs. Pennington will be delighted to hear that we are got home safe, in spite of my _nose_, which is restor'd to its original size, colour, and shape: having transmitted all ill humour to the shoulder, more fit for carriage of a burden so oppressive. Some heaviness has reached my heart tho', and some weight hangs on my spirits. The first intelligence that struck us upon the very confines of our Principality, smiling as it seemed with hope of future plenty, was the death of a friend. You have, I am sure, heard me mention as an agreeable acquaintance and excellent preacher, a Mr. John Mostyn, Curate of Denbigh. He _perished_, it seems, poor soul, in the hard weather which succeeded that day on which we dined with Dr. Randolph, walking home from his Father's house to his own:--perish'd of _cold_! and was buried in drifts of snow,-- How sunk his soul! What black despair! What horrors fill'd his heart, When round him night resistless closing fast, And o'er his inmost vitals creeping cold, Lay'd him on the wild Heath a stiffen'd corpse, Far from the track and blest abode of Man. [Thompson.] These verses have almost haunted me ever since; so has his figure, chearful and gay, not 38 years old. But we will change the subject and the side of paper. Tell dearest Siddons, when you see her, that _her_ picture was the first thing we unpacked, and _her_ handkerchief the finest thing I appeared in while at Bath: the _only_ thing I shall wear here till--till what? I can't answer that question. Poor Harriet Lee's lowness, the day we dined at Mrs. Stratton's, affected everybody present, and she ran home, unable to bear company. Can you tell whether the conversation of approving, nay _admiring_ friends, has been yet able to reconcile her to past vexations, for they scarce can be accounted calamities.