| Description | Written from Weymouth.
His not having written yesterday as he had nothing new to say, but, to prevent any uneasiness, his sending a few lines to say all is well: his opinion of the King's eyes mending every day: his seeing objects in a very different way to a fortnight ago, distinguishing things in a manner which is not guesswork, as was the case three weeks ago: his hope of giving him an equally good account on Monday.
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