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As to sending a Man for my Horse, it need not be done, for 

 the Beast is bleeding & ro welling for a sore Back & a Congrega- 

 tion of Humours, so that He is not fit for riding : but as soon aa 

 he is able to bear the Cold after the Rowell operates, he will be 

 at Grass in Dr Fry's Meadow while I am absent, so that I shall 

 have little Charge & Trouble with Him, tho' little Use of Him. I 

 suppose I can hire, beg, borrow or steal a KeflSe at Selbourne. 



Mr. Young is much Your's, but does not much relish our 

 Absence, for which I cannot blame Him. We think with great 

 Pleasure of Monday & some ensuing Time, tho' Mrs Mulso has 

 had a few Pannics about the Roads &c : &c : I am more 

 sollicitous about Health & that I may not be a Plague to You, & 

 the Family. We pray for fair Weather & hope it is no unseason- 

 able Wish to Others as well as Ourselves. God send us a happy 

 Meeting. 



I am, dear Gil, Afftely Yours, 



J. Mulso. 



Letter 72. 



To the Revd. Mr White, Sunbury. 



at Selbourne near Alton, Hampshire. Sepr : 24 [1757] 

 Dear Gil : 



I don't know whether You will receive this, before You 

 receive Us, but I write at the Instant that I receive Your's. 

 The Portmanteau is pack'd, the Chariot borrow'd. Friends on 

 all Hands wrote to & advertised to address Us in Hants. Some 

 forbid to come hither. My wife's mind prepared for the Journey ; 

 & she is not quite so big as She will be some Time hence. All 

 these Things together tell us that your warning comes too late. 

 But as we shall make You a long Visit, we shall have the Pleasure 

 of seeing all the Parts of your Family, tho' not for so long a Time 

 as we could have wished. We shall be in sad Distress if We do 

 not see Your Face, as soon as We see the Swan at Alton. Wa 

 hope to meet wth every face cheerfull, & so to remain. 



I am, Dear Gil, Aflftely Your's, 

 P.S. Mrs Mulso's Devoirs. J. M. 



Letter 73. 



To the Reverend Mr White, Sunbury, 



at Selbourne near Alton, Hampshire. Oct : 25, 1757. 



Dear Gil : 



We could not satisfy our Selves in any Expressions of 

 Gratitude for your — (I will not say Civilities, for it is a cold 

 Word, tho' it means a great attention, but for your) Tenderness 



