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the spirit of so small a state as Geneva standing up against 

 great big France. . . . 



I have been gadding again. I went with Miss Morgan to 

 Bristol to visit Mrs Harrison, who was Ellen Acland. I 

 thought as I had a comfortable escort both ways I would do 

 a piece of friendship once in a way, and it answered very 

 well. I enjoyed some rides on those beautiful downs. 

 Certainly riding is a different thing there to what it is here 

 along the roads and between the hedges. 



I met with a great misfortune to-day in my nice new 

 Parisian merino gown, which I was wearing almost for the 

 first time. I was carrying a great can of treacle-posset 

 to an old woman and turned it over upon my flounce. I came 

 home rather sticky and dejected, but I find it will wash out 

 and be none the worse. I tell you this interesting event 

 because I know you hate slopping your gowns so much. 

 Our pretty neighbour Miss Mainwaring is going to be married 

 to a Mr Coyney. It is pleasant the Mainwarings being so 

 unsociable. They never ask us to dinner but once a year 

 and hardly ever call, which is very comfortable. Our last 

 neighbours there used to invite us much too often. , . . 



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