Bristol the 27th of March
I have received Letters from you and your Mother-in-law within
this week which have greatly entertained me, as I find by them
that you are both downright jealous of each others Beauty. It is
very odd that two pretty Women tho’ actually Mother and Daughter
cannot be in the same House without falling out about their
faces. Do be convinced that you are both perfectly handsome and
say no more of the Matter. I suppose this letter must be
directed to Portman Square where probably (great as is your
affection for Lesley Castle) you will not be sorry to find
yourself. In spite of all that people may say about Green fields
and the Country I was always of opinion that London and its
amusements must be very agreable for a while, and should be very
happy could my Mother’s income allow her to jockey us into its
Public-places, during Winter. I always longed particularly to go
to Vaux-hall, to see whether the cold Beef there is cut so thin
as it is reported, for I have a sly suspicion that few people
understand the art of cutting a slice of cold Beef so well as I
do: nay it would be hard if I did not know something of the
Matter, for it was a part of my Education that I took by far the
most pains with. Mama always found me HER best scholar, tho’
when Papa was alive Eloisa was HIS. Never to be sure were there
two more different Dispositions in the World. We both loved
Reading. SHE preferred Histories, and I Receipts. She loved
drawing, Pictures, and I drawing Pullets. No one could sing a
better song than she, and no one make a better Pye than I.– And
so it has always continued since we have been no longer children.
The only difference is that all disputes on the superior
excellence of our Employments THEN so frequent are now no more.
We have for many years entered into an agreement always to admire
each other’s works; I never fail listening to HER Music, and she
is as constant in eating my pies. Such at least was the case
till Henry Hervey made his appearance in Sussex. Before the
arrival of his Aunt in our neighbourhood where she established
herself you know about a twelvemonth ago, his visits to her had
been at stated times, and of equal and settled Duration; but on
her removal to the Hall which is within a walk from our House,
they became both more frequent and longer. This as you may
suppose could not be pleasing to Mrs Diana who is a professed
enemy to everything which is not directed by Decorum and
Formality, or which bears the least resemblance to Ease and Good-
breeding. Nay so great was her aversion to her Nephews behaviour
that I have often heard her give such hints of it before his face
that had not Henry at such times been engaged in conversation
with Eloisa, they must have caught his Attention and have very
much distressed him. The alteration in my Sisters behaviour
which I have before hinted at, now took place. The Agreement we
had entered into of admiring each others productions she no
longer seemed to regard, and tho’ I constantly applauded even
every Country-dance, she played, yet not even a pidgeon-pye of my
making could obtain from her a single word of approbation. This
was certainly enough to put any one in a Passion; however, I was
as cool as a cream-cheese and having formed my plan and concerted
a scheme of Revenge, I was determined to let her have her own way
and not even to make her a single reproach. My scheme was to
treat her as she treated me, and tho’ she might even draw my own
Picture or play Malbrook (which is the only tune I ever really
liked) not to say so much as “Thank you Eloisa;” tho’ I had for
many years constantly hollowed whenever she played, BRAVO,
BRAVISSIMO, ENCORE, DA CAPO, ALLEGRETTO, CON EXPRESSIONE, and
POCO PRESTO with many other such outlandish words, all of them as
Eloisa told me expressive of my Admiration; and so indeed I