October 28. [B] Nomini. To-day, which is Sunday, we dine at Doctor Thomson's,[B] and in the evening go to Chantilly. Nancy stays, and goes to-Morrow with Corbin and Hannah in the Pheyton. Adieu, my ever dear Polly.
October 29. [C] Beal's—a family distinguished in the Revolution. This one is probably the same who was an officer in the war. Died a bachelor. Chantilly. We got here late last night. In the evening, at Doctor Thomson's, we heard, just by, there were six people to be dipt. We had Curiosity to see them, and accordingly went. I assure you it is a very Solemn Sight. We brought two Beaux home with us—Mr. Beal[C] and Mr. Stark.
October 30.To-day is rainy and disagreeable, which will prevent their comeing from Bushfield. I have entertained myself all day reading Telemachus. It is really delightful, and very improveing. Just as I have seated myself they are come to tell me tea is ready. Farewell.
October 31.Mr. Beal is still here. I assure you I think him very clever. Nancy is not yet come. I am quite lost without her. I have seated myself at Nancy's desk to scribble a little—interrupted already. It is Cousin Molly. She is come to propose dressing Mr. Pinkard in Woman's cloaths. I assent, so away goes the pen.
Just as we had got Mr. Pinkard dress't, came Corbin, Hannah, and Nancy.
Nov. 1.Nancy and myself have just returned from a delightful walk. What do you think of her? She sais she could almost sware Mr. Beal is my slave! I laugh, and tell her there is nothing in it; nor do I believe he is.
Mr. Pinkard came in just now, and like to have taken this from me, tho I luckily got it in my pocket before he could get it.
Nov. 2.To-day, Corbin and Hannah go to Blenheim, the seat of Mr. W. Washington. Hariot is going with them.
How much do I want to see my Polly! I hope, by this time, you are almost through your Book.
Nov. 3.To-day the Beaux took their leave. Last night Nancy had a fire made up in one of the up-stairs rooms, and was busily engaged in conversation, when Mr. Pinkard bolted in upon us and overheard part of our conversation—which hily delighted him.