• Reference
    L30/14/138/1
  • Title
    Sent from Houghton Park 15 September 1771, received 4 October:
  • Date free text
    1771
  • Production date
    From: 1771 To: 1771
  • Scope and Content
    "I will not delay more than one post answering your letter, though I think you can not expect much news from a country gentleman especially at this time of the year. Your journey I dare say must have been a very pleasant one, but I don't think your prospect of society seems to be good, but that can't signify to you who never tire yourself. I have had a letter from The Fish [John Crawford] who complains bitterly of his ennui at his beautifull seat in Scotland. I expect him back soon. I think the Duke of Dorset improved by his travels, he has laid out 6 or 7,000 with Jenkins, and virtu has furnished him with more ideas and conversation. He has talked much in praise of his travelling companion to his mother and I hear she is in high favour and power. Whether she is born to be a duchess or not time will discover. Ampthill goes on vastly well and I really think will be a charming place; we shall get into it in November, Lady Ossory desires her best compliments to you. Just a month ago she was brought to bed of twins at the end of 7 months both of which, as was to be expected, lived a very short time. She is however quite recovered. I really know of no news in the world tho' Charles Fox arrived here this morning, Richard is annoying himself to death on a recruiting party at Norwich where he is likely to be some time longer. The Duchess of Bedford lives en grande dame at Woburn, but I should suspect tiring herself a good deal, the boys improve every day, the eldest is to go to school next month". Lady Mary and Ste have been at Spa, now at Paris, she is breeding. Mr Walpole returned from Paris "chargé d'anecdotes", with which will entertain Lady Ossory next month at her villa in Twickenham. Lady Carlisle has got a daughter. Harry St John is just married and extremely delighted. Lord Villiers to marry one of Lord Hertford's daughters. Harry Conway at Church at Whitchurch with his father on return from Ireland. Poor Wood died suddenly last week of an old complaint according to Lord Chewton who is here "and who I fagg every day after the partridges". Remember my gun barrels.
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