Journal of a Young Lady of Virginia, 1782 | Page 9

part of our
conversation--which hily delighted him.
To-morrow, Mrs. Pinkard, Nancy, and myself go to Blenheim. All the
Bushfield Family are there. How often do we wish for our dear Polly!
but she is denied us.
Nov. 4.
We are now at Blenheim. The Hurry of dress prevented my writeing
before I sat off. I am delighted with this Family, and still more
delighted with Milly Washington. She is indeed a sweet Girl.
There came this evening a Major More Fauntleroy. We have had a
heartty laugh at him; he is a Monstrous Simpleton; and likewise came
this evening the hopefull Youth--A. Spotswood. He has lately
commenced Milly's lover. Nancy and myself have been teasin to get
[something] out of her, but she is inflexible.
I have been very much entertained hearing Cousin Washington perform
on the Spinnet. Adieu, my Friend. I can write no more.
Nov. 5.
This is Sunday. We have just breakfasted. There came this morning one
of the cleverest young Beaux I have seen for some time--a Mr. Turner.
Cousin Hannah and Hariet take our places this morning in the Chariot.
Nancy and myself stay till the evening, and go with Mr. Washington in

his Pheyton.
Nancy, Milly, and myself have shut ourselves in a room up stairs, and
intend not to go down till summoned to dinner. The Topic of our
Conversation is, regretting the manner in which we have spent our past
life. It will tend to some good, you will say, if it will make us mend in
future.
I have, for the first time in my life, just read Pope's Eloiza. Just now I
saw it laying in the Window. I had heard my Polly extol it frequently,
and curiosity lead me to read it. I will give you my opinion of it: the
poetry I think beautiful, but do not like some of the sentiments. Some
of Eloiza's is too Ammorous for a female, I think.
We set off this evening for Chantilly--but the Pheyton wheel broke, and
we were obliged to turn back. Old Mrs. Washington has promised her
Carriage to us to go in the morning.
Nov. 6.
Chantilly. We sat off early in the morning, and we reached here this
morning before breakfast. I found Mama's Jem here. How delighted I
am to hear of the Health of all my Friends above. He could not give me
any information about you, except that he believes you are very well,
which I am very much pleased to hear.
Aunt Lee has been very sick for several days with a violent toothache.
Nov. 7.
[Sidenote: Berry Hill. A country-seat of Thomas L. Lee.]
This is a delightful evening, my dear. Nancy and myself have just
returned from a delightfull walk to the river. On our return we two
loll'd on the Sopha. I shall go up to Berry Hill directly the Pheyton is
mended. Mr. Washington is to carry me.
Nov. 8.

To-day Old Mrs. Washington and Milly came. Nancy and myself have
been dressing for dinner. N. looks handsomer to-day than I have seen
her since I came. Adieu. I have not another moment to scribble.
Milly and myself took a walk to-night by moonlight. She knows you,
she says, and thinks you beautifull.
We are going to join Nancy and Mr. Washington in the dineing-room.
Adieu, my beloved.
Nov. 9.
Mrs. Thomson, Mrs. Leland, and a Miss Leland are all just come, and
unexpectedly too. I never saw the two last before. The first is a very
clever old Lady, the latter very homely indeed. We are all going to
dress. Adieu.
Dinner is just over. Harry, the Fiddler, is sent for, and we are going to
dance. I had forgot to tell, Mr. Spotswood came to-day. You can't
conceive how angry Milly was. I soon got from her that he had
promised never to trouble her again on the Subject, and she was
displeased at his following her. Adieu--Harriet insists on my going out.
She says the fiddle is come. Farewell, my love; may Heaven shower
blessings on your head, prays your Lucinda. I always forget to make
use of our other name.
Nov. 10.
[Sidenote: Menokin. Residence of Francis L. Lee.]
To-day Old Mrs. W. goes to Bushfield, and leaves Milly behind. I have
promised to go with Milly when she goes, if I don't go up before that
time. Hannah and Corbin go with the Old Lady to-day. Cousin Molly
and Mr. Pinkard go to Menoken to-day.
Mr. Spotswood took his leave this evening; which Milly rejoiced at.
Nancy sleeps up stairs to-night with her Sister Pinkard. Milly, Miss

Leland, and myself have the nurcery to ourselves. We want Nancy very
much, but she is obliged to sleep up stairs.
I had forgot to tell you, the second