Expedition of Humphry Clinker, The

<p><SPAN name="link2H_4_0005" id="link2H_4_0005"></SPAN></p> <h2> To Mrs GWYLLIM, house-keeper at Brambleton-hall. </h2> <h3> MRS GWILLIM, </h3> <p>When this cums to hand, be sure to pack up in the trunk male that stands in my closet; to be sent me in the Bristol waggon without loss of time, the following articles, viz. my rose collard neglejay with green robins, my yellow damask, and my black velvets with the short hoop; my bloo quilted petticot, my green mantel, my laced apron, my French commode, Macklin head and lappets and the litel box with my jowls. Williams may bring over my bum-daffee, and the viol with the easings of Dr Hill's dockwater and Chowder's lacksitif. The poor creature has been terribly stuprated ever since we left huom. Pray take particular care of the house while the family is absent. Let there be a fire constantly kept in my brother's chamber and mine. The maids, having nothing to do, may be sat a spinning. I desire you'll clap a pad-luck on the wind-seller, and let none of the men have excess to the strong bear&mdash;don't forget to have the gate shit every evening be dark&mdash;The gardnir and the hind may lie below in the landry, to partake the house, with the blunderbuss and the great dog; and hope you'll have a watchful eye over the maids. I know that hussy Mary Jones, loves to be rumping with the men. Let me know Alderney's calf be sould yet, and what he fought&mdash;if the ould goose be sitting; and if the cobler has cut Dicky, and how pore anemil bore the operation. No more at present, but rests,</p> <p>Yours, TABITHA BRAMBLE GLOSTAR, April 2.</p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />