Yes, it's the correct date, no typing error... I'm happy to announce the birth of my sweet baby boy. Therefore it will take a little time for me to come back to writing or at least to close the gaps that occured while drafting the next posts. They're here on my laptop, but not yet good enough to be published....
To my readers!
Venerated readers and subscribers of this blog,
I apologize for not posting for a while. My husband had a motorcycle accident and is in hospital for I don't know how long. Therefore I have many other things on my mind and hope you come back for new posts, when I'm again able to write...
Thank you very very much,
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Letter from Harriet Osberton
Wortham, September 4th, 1763 My dearest Emy, we fled from my parents house and the whole neighbourhood. It was not to be born anymore. My mother intruded upon us every day without any notice. The atmosphere at home is horrible and we decided to leave. It is very vexing, especially in my current condition. I know not for how long I could have hidden it from my mother or the whole family. My morning sickness is terrible and Clive did his best to keep anyone from me to keep the secret. Now we are on our way home to Clarington. Hester is to join us in town for the season, but I don't know if we go at all regarding my health......
September 8th, 1763
night When I came back from the garden this morning and joined Mrs Lewis in the kitchen to oversee the planning of dinner, I was informed that Ms Susan had stayed in her room, partaking of her breakfast upstairs. I was to come to my room as soon as I was able to join her. Upon my entrance into her room I was greeted most affectionately and found myself confronted with a familiar chatter, I knew of Mrs Higgenbotham, but the topics were far more interesting than hers. Ms Susan lived in a world I knew not, a free mind roaming about Bath and doing what she thought best and what made her happy and kept her entertained. So she...
September 8th, 1763
morning I came down early this morning to join our guests at breakfast, but Lord C and his cousin were already out riding and Ms Susan was not yet downstairs. Mrs. Lewis told me Mr. Frank will stay for two weeks, his Lordship's aunt two more and asked for my orders to prepare the following days. I decided for a family dinner today, but told her to join everyone in the kitchen later to speak about a larger dinner with neighbours in honour of Ms. Susan the day after tomorrow. Lord C said something about it on Tuesday and I think it is very appropriate. Now after looking through my letters, nothing important, only from mother...
September 7th, 1763
It is well after midnight and I'm "allowed" to go to bed. Lord C's aunt and cousin arrived two hours ago, completely exhausted from what sounded like an odyssey. Though we knew about their broken carriage and their being late to arrive, we were quite worried about their whereabouts. Ms. C assured us promptly that the inn was comfortable, the food acceptable and the roads dry again when they set out the following noon towards Leyland. When we heard the commotion on the front lawn and the barking dogs, Lord C's first thought was about burglars and wanted to send me upstairs... but Brittles announced a carriage and we were...
Letter to Fitzwilliam Cartwright
September 5th, 1763 My dearest nephew, we are in the middle of nowhere and our carriage is broken. But the local wainwright is already busy repairing the damage. We will be late two days, but are well. Don't be alarmed! Frank takes good care of your aunt, S. Cartwright...
September 5th, 1763
After dinner last night we spent the evening together in the music parlour; I halfheartedly tried reading while listening to Emmeline playing the harp. She teased me about my reading, 'for it must be a most boring volume...' I was so distracted with her fingers crossing the strings and producing such wonderful melodies, that I forgot about the text in front of me or turning the pages of the book. It is like spending time with a lady one is courting and not one is married to. She has been very charming these last two days and I hope it will last for my aunts visit. After I came back from Atherfold's place on Saturday, I was...
September 4th, 1763
Today I spent most of the morning distracting Emmeline from my family's arrival. She seems not as nervous as she was the days before, but I think it is still adorable. Our marriage didn't start out well, but I feel it is becoming a better relationship. She tries very hard to be a good companion and my aunt will surely help her, in her own charming way, to settle down as a ... (house)wife....
September 4th, 1763
Yesterday I went to see Ms. B and halfway towards the village we met, my friend in search of me. We turned our visit into a trip around the countryside and enjoyed the sunny day out. It is always so easy and comforting to talk to her. She seems to have a solution for everything... When she met her father's relatives the first time, it was an overwhelming experience. She was only fourteen and stepped into a totally different world. After loosing her parents and suddenly being dependent on strangers, she thought it a nightmare to leave her home and coming here. But no such horrible faith of many an orphan one hears about happened...
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