12 — To Elizabeth Bridget Pigot[1]

Burgage Manor, August 29, 1804.

[I]

received the arms, my dear Miss Pigot, and am very much obliged to you for the trouble you have taken. It is impossible I should have any fault to find with them. The sight of the drawings gives me great pleasure for a double reason, — in the first place, they will ornament my books, in the next, they convince me that

you

have not entirely

forgot

me. I am, however, sorry you do not return sooner — you have already been gone an

age