Your obliged Friend,
S. Pegge.
To Mr. Deputy Nichols.
Whittington, March 30, 1796.
Dear Sir,
A peck of March dust is said to be worth a King's ransom;—and to you (who know this house) I may say that I am enveloped in as much dust[60] as would ransom an Emperor. I shall be in Town at the end of May at the farthest, and would wish to work double tides in the History of Beauchief-Abbey while I stay; for I shall find it necessary to pass as long a Summer as I can here, where (by the new Rector's leave) I hope to continue till the approach of Winter.
S. Pegge.
Whittington, April 12, 1796.