152 LETTERS TO GILBERT WHITE 



Saturday morng. I am just goiug to write to Mr Fisher at whose 

 House we shall repose all Sunday : & I shall mention to Him 

 that I have given You an Invitation to his Table while We are 

 there : as to his Bed, I know he has none to spare. I know the 

 Difference of a few miles makes Nothing wth You, & perhaps 

 You would make light of the Inconvenience of lying out a Night 

 or two. So that Somewhere or another we hope to see You. 



You are impatient to have me say Something of Thornhill : 

 but I shall say Nothing at present, that I may leave the greater 

 Impetus to come to Us. Only that here are such Capacities for 

 Improvement, that it is absolutely necessary that You should 

 come hither at least before I have money enough to begin them. 

 Daggers there are in Plenty, for we were forced to walk a Mile & 

 a half tho' we had four Horses to our Chaise. But while the 

 Boads are worse than yours for a Carriage, a Horseman does 

 not dirty his Boots. We have some Scenes almost Selbournian, 

 but not your Turf, or soft woods or wild Hangers. But I break 

 my Resolution. 



I have, thank God, gone thro* the Duty of reading the 

 Prayers, the Articles, & preaching to near a Thousand People 

 to-day, & am pretty well after it. But my Wife is but poorly 

 wth her Pains in her Back & Side, & a very bad Appetite indeed. 

 The Sight of her old friend will refresh Her. Let her have that 

 Satisfaction, & give a very great Pleasure to 



Your's afiftely 



J. Mulso. 



My Comps. to your Brother & Sisters & the Family. 



LetUr 94. 



Thornhill, 



June 28, 1760. 

 Dear Gil : 



Being now a little composed after the first great Business 

 of entering upon a new Habitation, I return with great Satis- 

 faction to my old Custom of letting my dear Friend know my 

 Situation & my Sentiments upon it. 



My Family consists of my Father-in-law, Miss Chardavoyne, 

 my Wife and Self, my two Children, Four Maid Servants, Two 

 Livery Men & a Gardiner. Mr Young is but poorly, tho' he bore 

 the Journey surprizingly well; we cannot have much Dependence 

 on his Life. Mrs Mulso gains Ground tho' She has not entirely 

 got rid of her Cough ; as to Myself, I have had some Eeturns 

 of my old Complaints, but I think I should have had at least 

 as much of them, if not more, at Sunbury. We had like to have 

 deferred our Journey on Account of little Jack, who was left at 

 Sunbury, &, as was supposed, had got the Small Pox, but it 



