| Description | From London. He mentions the raising of the Earl of Kildare to the rank of Marquis, and commends Willes' behaviour in Ireland. Regrets he cannot sent Willes his original letters, as he burnt them after they were copied, but Mr Rigby will bring the book over to Ireland. He asks Willes to return it when they meet next summer. He has just heard from his son at Edinburgh, and supposes Willes is happy to trust his own son to steer himself at his age. He has heard Kit Wren's son is deep in Experimental Philosophy, and pities the father. Earling Farm suits them, and they can now take pleasant walks in the fields, which are full of flowers 'this uncommon Froward Season'. Warwick has never been 'so unanimous or Friendly', but Lord A[rcher] is facing opposition. His daughter Frances has 'come to be a Toast', which he does not understand, although she is pretty. Politics is in a whimsical state, and they may see good sport next winter. The war in Germany is groaned under. Lord Temple has refused the Lord Lieutenancy,and Lord Halifax is likely to have the office. Parliament rises next month, which is a good thing. Signed 'Warwick'. No address. |