I am in your debt for two very kind and very interesting letters. I feel all the value of your goodness to me in writing when you have so many important avocations, and with such delicate health. With heartfelt /joy/ I hear of the delightful addition to your domestic comforts in the Society of those so dear, so deservedly dear, to you. The safe arrival of the expected little invisible visitor will leave you nothing to desire as to this world’s blessings.^[1] And Oh! the joy to think that these precious /blessings/ are not limited to this world, but thro that divine grace which has sanctified your mercies, will extend in their consequences /to that world/ where there will be no interruption to their enjoyment, and no termination to their continuance

What a chain of Providences, especially when one considers every connecting link, may be traced from the conversion of the Vice Consul at Villa France, to the erection of the Church by that dear glorious, rational, Enthusiast, (if I may couple Epithets never meant to meet) to your bestowing on the fine little boy an English Christian education. May the Almighty confirm the important work, of which the consecutive events are so striking! He who has graciously overrated your bitter trials in that Popish land, will not fail to bless a scheme so calculated to promote his glory.^[2]

I have been above a year and half confined to my room. I bless God I do not feel any impatience to quit it, which they will not allow me to do till the warm weather is confirmed. I am generally able to see my friends two or three hours in the middle of the day. They are very kind, but my Physician complains that I see too much company. This is sometimes the case, but when they come from a distance, I cannot refuse seeing them; I have /had/ no one to dinner or sleep. The Bp of Gloucester indeed is a privileged person. If any do come My friend entertains them below. I am rather more than usually unwell to day, but I would no longer delay to intreat you my dear Lady to think no more of my little begging petition. If any apology were necessary your immense building expences would be more than sufficient, but none is necessary. I have just received my little legacy from M^rs. Garrick^[3] which will carry me thro’ the exigencies of the present season sufficiently, and I may not live to another. Your charities are too extensive to excuse any one from proposing new ones to you; Even in my little way I find five applications for one I used to have, what then must yours be!

How gloriously has the Penticostal Festiva[l] [tear] if I may so call it, in London gone off!^[4] N[ever] [tear] had they better speaking or a better Subscription at the Bible – Lord Harrowby’s was a model of Patrician dignity, and Classic Elegance. I have had a very interesting letter from Lord Bexley, in answer to one in which I congratulated him on his escape from the toils of Office^[5] to a state of leisure which would enable him to do more spiritual good. He said, he shoud warmly devote himself to the Success of the Bible Society, which he believed was established for the Renovation of the human race.

Poor Owen!^[6] what a chasm has he made! I hear his successor is very promising, but he united so many talents! What a strange match in his family! I inclose a little extemporaneous effusion for dear Lady Mandeville; not that she stands in need of a flapper on that Subject, but because I would recall myself to her recollection. I had many little things I wished to say, but must defer them. Adieu! my dearest Lady Olivia