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<p style="text-align:right;">Parkgate Sep<sup>t</sup>. 3<sup>d</sup> 1792</p> | <p style="text-align:right;">Parkgate Sep<sup>t</sup>. 3<sup>d</sup> 1792</p> | ||
My dear H | My dear H | ||
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Parkgate Sept. 3d 1792
My dear H
I should have thanked you sooner for your most pleasing entertaining letter, but I have delayed writing a few days in hopes that something might arrive to furnish matter for a letter - but I have nothing to tell.
As a chearful old maid (who does credit to the sisterhood observes), Parkgate is a constant scramble, first for a bathing house in the morning, which sets us in action[?] & then we go on fighting for souls & chickens, shrimps & plum pies at dinner & supper. The crowd \has/ been immense during the last week, but as it is grown colder it \is/ more bearable, & tomorrow I am to be lodged in the Assembly House, & my maid & I are to be