LETTER CCXXIX 349 



You knew her, my good Friend ; and You valued her, as She 

 did You : You have lost a valuable acquaintance, but I have lost 

 plusquam animae Dimidium meae. I must say no more ; it was 

 the Will of God, and I submit. 



As to my Health during this Year 1790, I have never once 

 been in a Condition to attend at Church either in the Cathedrall 

 or in my Parishes. It has been a Year of perpetual Pains from 

 Bile, from Gravell, from Piles, & Ulcers. I have had our Physical 

 Tribe here, & I have called in to my Consultations Mr Hale of 

 Hambledon ; he prescribed me several things (with ye assent 

 of Dr Littlehales,) & amongst ye rest I made near a 6 months 

 Tryal of Ward's Paste ; but all application has been ineffectual 

 to a Cure, tho' I think myself in some respects a little better. 

 The very strange & variable weather that we have had in this 

 opening Winter has been much against me : I know not what 

 the Spring may produce. 



I hear that, bating your Deafness, You are in great Soundness 

 of Body & Mind. You have given in your Work a very pleasant 

 Occupation for the last, in every Body. It is every where spoken 

 of, and wth the highest Praises. Among others, Dr Warton is 

 excessively pleased with it. Your Nephew John called on me 

 some time ago, & of him I enquired much after You. Alass, my 

 good Friend, how should we now do to converse if we met? For 

 You cannot hear, & I cannot now speak out. I hear very good 

 Accounts of John White's Success, & very satisfactory Conduct 

 in Practise & Behaviour, & that he has made a wise Partnership. 



Pray do You go this Year to S. Lambeth ? and at what time ? 

 How many Branches have You to look after in every place that 

 You go to ! You will then perhaps see some of my family. My 

 Sister Mulso is but poorly ; & my Sister Chapone an Invalid, 

 but a chearfuU One : My Brother holds out stoutly. You are 

 very kind in enquiring after my Sons ; John has had an ugly 

 accident ; in hurrying along his Leg slipp'd into a Hole, & he 

 thought he had broken both Leg & Thigh, but it was a violent 

 wrench of which he is still very lame & fears he shall be so 

 for Life. My Son Willm is with him ; he is paid off, but he 

 is not a Lieutenant : we wait wth Impatience for a List of the 

 new Promotion, but with more Fear than Hope. — (Do You know 

 what it is to write on a very greazy Paper ? — ). 



My Daughters (my Comforts & my Blessings,) are on ye 

 whole pretty well. Hester has at present a very bad Cold. My 

 Daughter Jane desires her thanks to you for ye Letter & both 

 desire to join me in kind Eemembrances to You & Mrs J. White. 



I am, my dear Gil, Your old Friend & affte humble Servt, 



J. Mulso. 



