Upon the whole, we are sociable here; but we go to bed at nine, and get up at five o'clock. I generally read an hour, to digest my supper; but, indeed, I live chiefly on bread and butter.
Salandra desires his compliments to you, as does Lamberg and Prince
Ausberg.
Adieu, my dear Emma! Ever your's, and your's alone,
W.H.
I send you back your two letters. Dutens was very satisfactory. I send the papers to Smith; who will give them to you first, if you have not read them.
The cold and fatigue makes my hand something like your's—which, by the bye, you neglect rather too much: but, as what you write is good sense, every body will forgive the scrawl.
V.
Sunday Night, [Jan. 8th, 1792.]
We are come in late; and I have but a moment to tell you we are well, and I have killed three large boars, a fox, and four woodcocks.
Nothing pleases me more, than to hear you do not neglect your singing.
It would be a pity, as you are near the point of perfection.